Much of last night’s meeting of the Poised Pen writers’ group was taken up with what can loosely be described as “planning” for our Buddha/spooky event above the Fly in the Loaf pub on 24 October. In the knowledge that, actually, it’s not always alright on the night we had a few things to sort. But the key thing is that entries for the Poised Pen’s spooky flash fiction competition are now all in and judging is taking place over the next day or two. £100 first prize, not to be sniffed at; which leads me to the disappointing realisation that we didn’t get a single scratch ‘n’ sniff entry this year.
Being one of the judges I’ll be looking for something that’s genuinely scary with a bit of a twist in the tale. Plus, being a pedant, I’ll grimace at poor grammar and spelling; I do try not to go over the top on this, but the sight of a misplaced apostrophe is like the sound of a witch’s nails sliding down a blackboard in my narrow little world.
So tonight will be settling down with a cup of cocoa and a mound of manuscripts, red pen in hand. Even the weather’s turning a bit sinister and I’m sure that old tree at the bottom of the garden has moved a few yards closer to the house since this morning….