Showing posts with label Allison Joseph. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Allison Joseph. Show all posts

Friday, November 22, 2019

Wild Fridays: Roving the Web


I'm introducing a new wild card – er, feature – into our Wild Fridays: links to good stuff for writers, which I notice online. It will be very subjective and eclectic; and I trust useful, or at least entertaining. Here is the first one.



I had not heard of Allison Joseph (aka Allison J.) until she posted in a facebook group I’m in:

Many of you know that for decades, I ran the CRWROPPS list-serve. Yahoo has decided to no longer support its Groups function, so CRWROPPS as a list-serve is no longer.
But CRWROPPS the blog is now at
creativewritersopps.blogspot.com


I will be posting several times a week. Thanks for your support!


Apparently a lot of others did know of her, and maybe that includes some of you. I do too, now, having checked out this and her other blogs, and am impressed

At her profile she introduces herself as,'runner, writer, poet, professor'.

The blog she refers to (see link above) is full of all sorts of opportunities you may like to take advantage of – contests, awards and prizes, calls for submissions to various publications....


Please note:

I am constantly thrilled by the high quality of poetry I read in this community, and surprised that you yourselves don’t always seem to realise how good you are. I’ve been a publisher, an editor, a teacher of creative writing at tertiary level – and more recently a slam winner, lol; you can trust me when I say this.

Yes, we are all at different stages of development. I watch some, who are obviously beginners when they join, develop rapidly through our interactions – and surely also from the habit of writing regularly to share here.


So, if you're interested in these opportunities for greater recognition – go for it, do! And keep trying. You DO have what it takes.


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Speaking of people who have what it takes, last night there was another poetry slam in the town where I live. 13-year-old Jasmine (recently featured here) and I were competing again. 

'It's either you or me,' I told her beforehand. 'Between the two of us, we've got it won.' 

Cocky or what? But I was right – even though there were other excellent contestants too (wouldn't want you to think we had nothing much to beat). As it turned out, there was only one point between us (a slightly larger margin than last time). This time, I came second and she won. J




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