Wednesday, February 13, 2008

" Writers From Wales"

I've recently met two writers who live in Wales. Neither are Welsh but they both take part of their vivid inspiration from the Celtic landscape, its history and its people.

Novelist Gee Williams visited Chester LitFest Friends yesterday; her book " Salvage" ( Alcemi) was published last year. She's written poetry, short stories, plays, and this was her first novel. As yet, I haven't read it, but the bits she read, sounded delicious. It's a tale of self-discovery, written from the point of view of 5 different characters, and listening to Gee discussing their creation, I look forward to meeting them. Gee has a book of shortstories out in April and she's now 30,000 words into her next novel....

The 2nd writer I met was Swansea-based poet David Woolley. Woolley, who directs the annual Dylan Thomas Festival ( among other things), published his most recent collection: "Written on our hands" in 2006; one of its poems ( "Angel") describes Anthony Gormley's sculpture "Angel of the North", with Woolley's words taking on something of the shape of the sculpture..

The Saturday before last, Woolley and L'pool writer GladysMary Coles ( see my post:Oct 31st) ran a writing day at Theatr Clwyd, Mold. I think they'd expected a "student no-show"; the morning was foggy and snowy and freezing cold, but the topic " Place and Space" obviously enticed/intrigued ( along with the lecturers) so almost all who'd enrolled arrived, ( if only eventually!) and the day was both fun and inspiring.
We'd arrived thinking we'd be snowed up in Wales for a week....( ha! we'd have been pretty cosy in Theatr Clwyd, with great cafe, comfy bar overlooking spectacular Welsh mts) but in the end, we drove home in slivers of sunshine at the end of a gold-coloured afternoon...

5 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

You are so lucky. So many writers!!!

5:18 pm  
Blogger Jan said...

Yes, I agree,Liz.
It's great meeting these lovely people...
But I'm thinking: I'm feeling the need to get on with m'own stuff....
It's like looking at paintings in a gallery...then wanting to paint when you get home but failing to find your brushes..
these writers certainly invigorate even this lazy old bird..
I shall find the place and make the space and ...Hmm.
I wonder if Dr D is listening.

9:22 am  
Blogger Unknown said...

"we drove home in slivers of sunshine at the end of a gold-coloured afternoon..."
Ha, I can tell you've been amongst wonderful writers and poets. What a pleasure!

9:35 am  
Blogger Unknown said...

Hope the inspiration sticks and you get writing :-)

10:15 am  
Blogger Jan said...

Vanilla:
It WAS a pleasure!

LIZF:
Hmm.

5:06 pm  

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