Through Belfast streets
on Paris walks
We meet Kilfeather, Kilpatrick
the lost
A missing notebook
a friend long gone
working apart
or in the same song?
Suspense it hangs
truth out of reach
The writing’s fast
the chapters brief
We flit, we float between the two
the question is
– just who is who?
A wee taster of the book I’m currently reading (by Ciaran Carson) and soon to review…
In other news, I forgot to update about El’s writing class last week!
There was more mind-mapping – from words chosen at random from the blurbs of books – the creation of two characters sitting in a waiting room and… some work on our own writing which we brought in (with me, that was my synopsis and pitch letter – three ‘pithy paragraphs’? Excellent challenge!)