Writers' Event, Wirral

If you're wondering why the ticket, pictured above, calls last night's event at Bebington Library "Valentine Stories" even though it's nearly a month late, it's because the original booking was delayed, apparently.

The event brought together members of four of Wirral's writing groups: Riverside Writers, Wirral Writers, 3Ls and Ace of Scribes, (who don't seem to have a website).

Once the good-sized audience had settled down with glasses of red or white wine, or orange juice, and a plate offering sliced Swiss roll and little sponge cakes had done the rounds, the readings began - and the next two hours were filled by a diverse and interesting collection of stories and poetry.

Fellow members of Riverside Writers, Tim Hulme and Peter Hurd, both read stories. Tim's also a member of the 3Ls, so he already knew many of the people there.

My contribution to the evening was Sally, a 1,000 word urban fantasy/comtemporary fiction piece which looks at human relationships, choices made and roads not taken. I've ear-marked this story for my next short story collection, Dark Waters, which follows on from Dark Tides.

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