Writers Night

Last night we held our 8th Annual Writers Night. Area writers submit pieces to be judged by a "blind" panel. (The judges are only blind to the names of the submitters.) Those pieces that are chosen are then read at Writers Night by their creators.

My girls blessed me by attending to support me as I read my poem. I always have a good time with them. Another person at our table remarked that we should be recording our conversation as he could find several plot lines hidden beneath. ;-) Maybe so, but we are probably gonna have to wait awhile until all the guilty parties are dead and can't sue us.

We heard light stuff and heavy stuff - sad stuff and funny stuff - good stuff and even MORE good stuff. Sadly, the event wasn't very well attended. We have tried several different things over the last few years to entice a larger attendance. So far we haven't hit on the right combination. I'm confident that we soon will. (or Writers Night could die a timely death)

ANYway . . . daughters took a couple of pictures of me at the podium:

Here's one from afar:

And a closer pic:

The pics are grainy - darkened room with candlelight at the tables. I think that probably had a lot to do with it.

Oh, my, look at that gray shine!

Posted by Purplemoose at February 12, 2005 11:09 AM