The session today ended really late today, even later than yesterday. I think we left around past seven. I was hoping Chimamanda wouldn’t give us a writing exercise for tomorrow. Tough luck. We’re to write a one page piece starting with the words ‘my mother never…’
Today was a good day. I got an applause for my dialogue exercise, and a book from Chimamanda too—Jumpha Lahiri’s Unaccustomed Earth. Wame also got a book. Our pieces were voted the favourites for today.
Six stories were ‘workshopped’ today, and the writers got some great tips on how to improve their pieces. My story is one of those that will be done tomorrow. Yes, we have a session tomorrow, Sunday, too. It starts at one.