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The wonder of workshops

In these days of Covid-19-induced social distancing, technology has broadened my world. In a limited space, with limited activity permitted, my writing life has never been so intense. I put that down to Zoom-enabled workshops.

 

Our local writers' group moved to Zoom in the early days of France's "confinement." Shortly afterwards, it more or less fell apart, which wasn't the result I'd have anticipated. But we're largely an older crew and therefore categorized here in France as "fragile." Combined with the inevitable changes - people moving away, techno-phobia, and the inescapable fact that even the simplest things take longer - even the core group has succumbed. I have every hope that when brighter days return, the group will rise again, phoenix-like, from the ashes.

 

And - meanwhile - of course, I joined two workshops. Back to back, just to add a dose of stress and complexity.

 

Tuesdays with Luke Winter, aka Petit Prance, a Scottish street writer whom I met in Granada, on a terrace overlooking the Alhambra.

Wednesdays with Joni Cole, a professional writer/editor/workshop leader whom I have yet to meet in real life. 

 

Luke's wonderfully creative  - and this was his first venture into teaching writing, although he writes every day. Give him a theme, a question, a word, an image and he'll write a story for you on the spot. Pay what you want. You get something totally unique, created on an old Olivetti portable with colored-ink ribbon. You can see what he's done and what he's up to now on his website Stories for Strangers. The only two "regulars" in the first workshop were a young man in Santiago, Chile...and me. Lots of prompts, lots of free writing for timed intervals, lots of alternating intensity and silliness. I loved every minute. My Chilean friend and I even did an extra-curricular project - creating a translation of a Pushkin poem, "Ya vas lyubil/I loved you." I hope we'll be friends forever. And it's a given that Luke's going to be in my writing life, whether he knows it or not.

 

Workshopping with Joni was equally joyous and life-giving. And full of information, craft, and coaching. I'm what the French call "accro." Translation - an addict! Witness the fact that now I've done four workshops, two of them with one group of writers, the others with work-shoppers new to me. All I can say is "wow!" Well...no, that's not all, but it's a start. Joni's workshops are a place to bring your writing and have your manuscript be met with respect, understanding, and suggestions which, in my experience, are universally valuable. That doesn't mean taking all the feedback literally, nor does it imply there's a right or wrong "next step," but it's a technique which allows each writer to build on that hard-won draft, refine it, edit it, make it something worth reading and mulling over. Joni's latest book, Good Naked, is that unusual combination - hilarious and genuinely helpful.

 

I came into Covid-time as a bit of a loner, but I'll be leaving it (when the time comes) a member of a community that stretches from Chile to Scotland to Arizona to Vermont to France...and beyond. A world full of words and wonders. 

 

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