Yesterday I had my final First Story session of the year at St Augustine's Church of England High School, Kilburn, where we discussed the organisation and content of our anthology, CAKE AND CONSEQUENCES, which will be published in June.
Before I left, I asked them to write in six words what the First Story experience had meant to them. Here are a few:
"Provides freedom to create, without judgement."
"First Story has changed my life!"
"A once in a lifetime experience."
And perhaps my favourite:
"First Story was like a unicorn."
Says it all, really, doesn't it?
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Friday, 5 July 2013
Launch of the First Story St Augustine's Kilburn anthology, The Gods Amongst Us
We recently launched my First Story Group's anthology, The Gods Amongst Us, at St Augustine's, Kilburn, where I've been writer in residence for a year. Carnegie winner Sally Gardner was there to cheer us on, and the afternoon was both moving and special. And involved lots of fizzy pop. Seeing all my students reading out their work to a large audience was wonderful. The launch has made it onto the Kilburn Times website - have a look here.
I've reproduced here the text of my introduction to the anthology. You can buy it, via the school website here, or even via Waterstones, here.
INTRODUCTION
I've reproduced here the text of my introduction to the anthology. You can buy it, via the school website here, or even via Waterstones, here.
INTRODUCTION
Did you know that the gods are amongst us?
Some of them are out of sorts: nobody prays to them any more. They sit in their
cloudy palaces, filing their nails and twiddling their thumbs. Some, like
Bacchus and Diana, are still very much with us: they look at us from out of the
frames of paintings, but watch out – they might turn you into a star, or a
stag, if you cross them.
Did you know you could meet Revenge
in Starbucks? Or that you can write a letter to a comb? That King Arthur is
burdened by memories, that death is a device that tells the time, or that not
remembering can be more effective than remembering?
Over the past year I have made the
journey to St Augustine’s, on a Monday – traditionally a day associated with
the blues – but for me (and, I hope, for my students) it became the most
exciting day of the week. My First Story group have been keen, intelligent,
challenging; they’ve delighted me, surprised me, frustrated me; they’ve made me
laugh more than I can remember (I refer, specifically, to an exercise called
‘Ten Ways to Lend Your Wheelbarrow’.) We’ve eaten more sweets than my diet
usually allows.
Most of all, we have looked at
language and stories, and seen how they can be found everywhere: on a walk, in
a picture, in an object. We’ve seen how the most striking images can come from
unlikely conjunctions. We’ve marvelled at the strange ways of the ancient gods,
and made something new from their tales. And each week, my group produced
witty, charming and insightful pieces. This anthology is called ‘The Gods
Amongst Us’ for a reason – not only have our best pieces come out of
interaction with those ancient myths; but we have also discovered that the
divine, the numinous, the powerful, can be found in our everyday lives.
I would like to give my special
thanks to Chris Rhodes and James Casey of St Augustine’s, for their sterling
support over the year; and to all at First Story for making this stellar
anthology happen. Take note of the names of this group: I’ve no doubt we’ll be
seeing them again.
So here is a selection of some of
their work. We haven’t been able to fit all of it in. Take a look, read,
indulge, think (as our final poem urges you to do) – and next time you’re on
the bus, be careful – you might be sitting next to a god.
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Tuesday, 11 December 2012
First Story at St Augustine's
Another fun session at St Augustine's this week: we looked at the idea of superfluous immortals, using a poem by Sean O'Brien called, er, 'Protocols of the Superfluous Immortals'. I came up with this:Fire from heaven
Some days, I like to walk to the
Shops. I buy a pack of cigarettes,
Enjoy the spark of fire.
So easy, it is, now.
What I gave to them.
I watch them, squandering.
I shuffle past some kids,
Kicking a ball about.
I see their smirks.
If only they knew
That once I flew to the
Side of Zeus' throne
And tore the flame of
Knowledge from his
Sleeping fingers.
I fell through space
My limbs so cold
To bring to rough-shod men
The tongues of living thought.
And for that gift
Zeus chained me to a cliff.
An eagle, razor-beaked,
Ripped out my liver, every day.
Agony, it was. Agony
I cannot tell. It filled the
World and the world did not
Hear.
Now, set free, I pass the
Years by slipping through the
Streets, gazing at you for whom
I died and died again.
I flick my cigarette away.
The boys laugh.
'Move over, grandad!'
I crush the butt. I cough.
I take my ravaged body
Away, and overhead an eagle
Shrieks a lonely song.
My eyes burn.
PAW
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