Life Stories class: Cat and Mouse

Note from Coach Cobb: The following is a raw unedited first draft by one of the very talented people participating in my Writing Life Stories class at Shipley Center. I’ve made it a point to tell the class that here and now is NOT the time to edit their writing or each other’s. It is a time to share, a time to learn what people would like to hear more about, a time to discover places in our writing that readers might find confusing, and a time for readers to tell us what they liked best. Lydia, I thank you … Continue reading Life Stories class: Cat and Mouse

Life Stories Session VI

Life Stories Session VI   The past couple weeks we’ve spent much class time coming up with memory triggers as we read the assignments handed in. There were a number of tales I’d enjoy reading in first person present and I do hope a few attending the class will decide to experiment writing that way. I decided to have some fun and write an assignment from the Writing 101 class that way. It might not be perfect but it was quickly done. You can click on the link: The Stray Sod for an example of what we discussed on our … Continue reading Life Stories Session VI

Tend the Garden

Originally posted on Storyshucker:
A longtime friend commented during dinner that her next door neighbor’s son was on the path to nowhere and constantly in trouble. She thought herself clever referring to him as “a weed in the garden of life”. Although an avid fan of barbed words and wit, I found her comment harsh directed at a kid who was barely a teenager. He was dismissed and labeled as worthless. A weed. “But maybe he’s a pokeweed!” I said in a positive tone. She rolled her eyes. I recognized the look of resignation on her face. The look many… Continue reading Tend the Garden

Writing 101 Day 3

Assignment Day 3: Write about the three most important songs in your life — what do they mean to you? Memorable Music Part 1 (because I may add to this at a later date.) There are three songs from my childhood that stand out above the others: She’ll be coming around the mountain, Tumbling Tumbleweed, and Mockingbird hill. My Grandpa Stuart could play any instrument—any. I only met one other person in my life that could do that. Extraordinary musicians. Grandpa once played violin for the great Caruso. In later years, he had two bands, Tommy Stuart’s Lucky 5 and … Continue reading Writing 101 Day 3