WRITING WORKSHOPS
‘You have ignited a spark. Now for the heavy lifting.’
Tanmaya, Workshop participant
Each Writing Workshop is different, built especially for the small group who take part. Among the topics:
Reasons for writing
How to start
The Plan
Organizing
Style
Titles
The best results happen when the first Writing Workshop is followed up by a second, some time later. Timings are usually decided by the group. If you would like an email when the next Writing Workshop will be held, please email me: jane.sandilands@bigpond.com
Tanmaya, Workshop participant
Each Writing Workshop is different, built especially for the small group who take part. Among the topics:
Reasons for writing
How to start
The Plan
Organizing
Style
Titles
The best results happen when the first Writing Workshop is followed up by a second, some time later. Timings are usually decided by the group. If you would like an email when the next Writing Workshop will be held, please email me: jane.sandilands@bigpond.com
Some words developed from a recent Workshop .....
‘This book is dedicated to my ancestors, especially Tevarua. My family is descended from the original HMS Bounty mutineers, the Tahitians they lured on board and their eventual settlement on Pitcairn Island...So now, Tevarua, your granddaughter, five generations later, is telling your story in paintings and drawings.’ Rosalyn Bannon
‘I was born on a kitchen table.’ ‘Really?’ ‘We didn’t know that!’ ‘Mum, you should write these things down!’
‘So here I am, writing it down.’
‘As I step into the lounge room, the smell of smoke is in my hair, my clothes, my cells. The hearth fire still smolders, a response to quell the early morning chill. I live in the forests of south eastern Australia …Here, fear of big fire still glows bright.’ Rosemary Beaumont
‘I have always loved flowers, though I was a little embarrassed and slightly ashamed as farmers’ sons and country boys were supposed to be doing more manly things…Many decades later I did hear flowers speaking to me, far away in the Himalayan Mountains of my adopted home of India…
This is the story of these flowers and of the boy who stumbled into manhood and began listening to them. Tanmaya
‘This book is dedicated to my ancestors, especially Tevarua. My family is descended from the original HMS Bounty mutineers, the Tahitians they lured on board and their eventual settlement on Pitcairn Island...So now, Tevarua, your granddaughter, five generations later, is telling your story in paintings and drawings.’ Rosalyn Bannon
‘I was born on a kitchen table.’ ‘Really?’ ‘We didn’t know that!’ ‘Mum, you should write these things down!’
‘So here I am, writing it down.’
‘As I step into the lounge room, the smell of smoke is in my hair, my clothes, my cells. The hearth fire still smolders, a response to quell the early morning chill. I live in the forests of south eastern Australia …Here, fear of big fire still glows bright.’ Rosemary Beaumont
‘I have always loved flowers, though I was a little embarrassed and slightly ashamed as farmers’ sons and country boys were supposed to be doing more manly things…Many decades later I did hear flowers speaking to me, far away in the Himalayan Mountains of my adopted home of India…
This is the story of these flowers and of the boy who stumbled into manhood and began listening to them. Tanmaya