As the vote was lost
by such a narrow margin,
As the vote was lost
by such a narrow margin,
The festival features presentations by four leading writers with ties to the area who will explore the importance of place in their writing.
To celebrate the Minehead Literary Festival a short story competition, with classes for adults and children, is being organised in the run-up to the festival. And an art exhibition will run from April 2 to May 6 at the Regal Theatre and Toucan Wholefoods with work by established local artists which will also focus on the theme of the importance of place.
When? Saturday April 27th
Where? Methodist Church Hall, 7 The Avenue, Minehaed, Somerset TA24 5AW
Who? Tessa Hadley, who heads the line-up of speakers at the festival, has just published her seventh novel Late in the Day to rave reviews, hailing her as ‘one of Britain’s finest writers of contemporary fiction’ (Thea Lenarduzzi, Vogue) and ‘one of the greatest stylists alive’ (Ron Charles, Washington Post).
BBC radio producer, writer and bird watcher Tim Dee will share his knowledge of the area and particularly his insights into the natural world. Tim is an exceptionally original storyteller, mixing autobiography with nature writing to captivating effect.
Best-selling author Pamela Holmes has been fascinated by the area since she lived and worked on a farm on Exmoor in the 1970s. Her warm and heartfelt novel Wyld Dreamers was published last Autumn and is loosely based on those experiences.
For the younger audience popular local writer Victoria Eveleigh will be giving an illustrated presentation about her much-loved series of books Katy’s Exmoor Ponies and The Horseshoe Trilogy. Tea Time with Tortie offers a chance to meet the best contemporary writer of pony stories around.
Festival Director? A non-hierarchical collective! Victoria Thomas, Monica Hartwel,l Fi Windle, Janet Styles, Pat Younger
Five young gunslingers from Tooting
fed up with the hollering and hooting
so with nothing to lose
but their necks in a noose
should either fight their way out or die shooting
When the cancer struck,
only way to save his speech,
a plastic voicebox.
her by the hand
he led her into the stream,
the crowd began to chant the psalms.
Philip put on his coat and hat. With the rather old but still functional library ladder tucked under his arm he walked out to the now quiet high street. Elated, he realised that the clear night sky held the promise of a stargazing bonanza.
Leaning the ladder against the old viaduct wall and ignoring the stark warning, bright in black on the mud-hued brick, he slowly started to climb. After fifteen minutes he found no inspiration so with a loud sigh he climbed down.
He shuffled home to his apartment. The thought of a tumbler of whisky while listening to a jazz record afforded him much pleasure.
Taking it easy,
we’re just along for the ride,
beware the free lunch.
I can think of no better collection to seek out, sit back, and enjoy the journey.
After the boom of the 60s and 70s the fantasy genre continued to enjoy mainstream popularity, with many 80s authors branching into new sub-genres and styles. Fantasy tropes were so established that works of comic fantasy, which poked fun at them and were humorous in tone, became increasingly popular. Urban fantasy as we now know it also had its early roots in this decade.
Below I’ve listed what I believe to be the 12 most popular or influential fantasy novels published between 1980 and 1990. I’ve tried to use the original cover from that year where possible. Series titles are included in brackets:
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I cant help thinking I should have been a bit more specific when I engaged that signwriter. I asked him to paint one of those old machines they used to have in the children’s playground. I knew it wasn’t called a helter-skelter but just couldn’t think of the name. What did he do, went and looked it up online, that’s what he did and then thought he was being funny. I’ll give him, “Witches Hat,” when I see him.
I tossed the small, bronze object from hand to hand. Just lying in the sand, a chisel. I marvelled at it’s delicate, tactile, feel. I was familiar with bronze statues, sculpted, sensual, in gardens or on antique, period tables. This though, was a tool.
I placed it in my pocket, placing my palm on a giant limestone block, one of thousands shaped by such tools. The still bright, painted hieroglyphs telling their stories. Through my translation I realised that this one told of an overseer stabbed to death by a haunted chisel. My pocket twitched and suddenly felt lighter.
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