…especially for poets, what with National Poetry Day, an’ all. This should be a short blog because I have so much to do, but let’s see how it goes.
Monday – Emails; write-ups; prep for surgery group; TADS minutes; practised poems for forthcoming slams; GDA meeting; prison prep.
Tuesday – Wrote poem about Hope for forthcoming anthology; good session with surgery group; emails; saw The Town – good film.
Wednesday – Car service (£444!); lots of prep for prison; inventory of Reading Agency documents for research project; GDA actions; job application; prep for workshop as part of Warwick Words Festival – and, wow, I was asked to go to the Koestler presentation ceremony to read some poems by my guys who won prizes, plus a couple of my own. Coo!
Thursday – Prison – last session with current group; good meeting to look at getting prisoners to run the newsletter rather than me. When I got home there was an email asking me to go for interview for a job I applied for a couple of weeks ago.
Friday – Hospital – good session with a couple who talked about a relative who had died recently, just two weeks off her 103rd birthday; session with doctors’ surgery group in Tewkesbury. They had written fantastic poems for homework, although they have no or very little experience in writing poetry. I was proud of them! End-of-month accounts and invoices.
Saturday – day off! The Bloke and I went to see the Rollright Stones, not knowing that there would be a display of big telescopes there (we saw a sunspot!) and another display of rockets. For the first time in my life, I saw a rocket take off – in fact, three. Good fun. Then we went to the motor museum at Bourton – excellent value, and very nostalgic.
Today we have had a meeting about TADS’ next production; we’ve had to abandon our original idea, and instead we’ll probably do three one-act plays. I somehow seem to have volunteered to write a one-act version of Treasure Island – how did that happen? And now I should really be answering hundreds of emails and doing loads of prep for next week, but you know what? I don’t think I will. One of the joys of being self-employed is that you can, if you want, just put things off until tomorrow. As long as I get an early start in the morning I should get everything done. I’ll let you know next week; this week is going to be one of my busiest weeks ever, but I’ve got to make the money to pay for the car service. And the heating, now it’s getting cold. Busy, busy, busy…