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It was all right for the other art groups in Worcester. They could sing, dance, throw pots, put their paintings or whatever on display. What could we, as a Writers’ Circle, do for Arts Saturday that was different? I offered to write Sixty second novels for £1. My novels were supposed to take 60 seconds to read though some of the punters thought it meant I’d write one in 60 seconds. The idea was for them to present me with £1 for Circle funds and I’d knock out a quick little story on the subject of their choice. Somehow, with the adrenalin pumping, I managed each and every subject. Even the smarmy bloke whose subject choice was Maggots didn’t leave disappointed. And what I learned was that I worked well under pressure. It wasn’t something I ever wanted to tackle twice but the following year I found myself begrudgingly agreeing to suffer again in a good cause. Now comes a lesson in positive thinking. I didn’t want to do it but I couldn’t let everyone down. How am I going to get out of it, I kept asking myself. It would have to be a very good reason like a close family member snuffing it or one of the kids going missing or me breaking my arm. Yes, that was a good one. If only I could break my arm, as long as it wasn’t too painful. And I very nearly managed it. I slipped on my way to work, put out my hands to save myself and sprained my wrist, badly. Enough so that I wasn’t able to use it for a week to ten days which covered Arts Saturday and got me out of what I didn’t want to do. Another lesson learned. If you are going to use the power of positive thought use it for something positive. |
