Here is an island year. First the sun, and first the spring growing fat with birds. They leave the island to its gray winter and return when shoots appear in the ground. Auks come as dark shapes under the water. Kittiwakes and gannets fall from the skies. We do not notice them at first. The children might chase them on the cliffs, the men fishing might push them away from a net with an oar. By the end of spring they are thrown across the island like shadows. Puffins, sea swallows, little terns. By summer they are raising young, flinging themselves back into the water.
So writes Elizabeth O'Connor in her great book WHALE FALL.
We'll use a section of this wonderful book to inspire us to write our own passage about the passage of the seasons. You can write this from your own point of view, or write it about someone else, or someone entirely fictional. And you can literally write about the seasons, or you can write about the metaphorical seasons of, say, a relationship.
I'll be with you every step of the way, offering suggested frames through which you can throw your narrative. (You can follow my directions to the letter, or ignore me completely. My aim is simply to keep you writing.)
WRITERS OF ALL GENRES AND LEVELS ARE WELCOME IN THIS CLASS!
We'll gather on Zoom Monday, Nov. 10 from
8-9:30 p.m. EASTERN
7-8:30 p.m. CENTRAL
6-7:30 p.m. MOUNTAIN
and 5-6:30 p.m. PACIFIC
As soon as you register for this $20 offering, you'll get an email with links to our reading and the Zoom link.
I hope to see you there! ~ Lisa