To celebrate the launch of the ninevoices Twitter account (@ninevoiceswrit1) we thought we’d have a little competition. Please submit your 140 character story on the subject of ‘Are we there yet?’ in response to this blog post by 20th July and we will tweet the three best. Follow us on Twitter and/or Facebook (Ninevoices) and we’ll follow you back!
We would like to invite our readers to participate in a competition to write a six-word story based on the photograph above. Please put your submission in the ‘Comments’ section for this post. There is no entry fee, but a small prize of £10 will be sent to the winner. (No need to submit your details. We will ask for them if you’ve won.) The deadline is midnight Wednesday, 17th February 2016 and the winner will be chosen at the ninevoices meeting the following day.
To provide you with a bit of inspiration, this writer’s effort was:
“Just tell me straight.” “Not lyin’.”
No doubt you can do better.
Re-reading the last three volumes of the Forsyte Chronicles (Maid in Waiting, Flowering Wilderness and Over the River) for the first time in more than twenty years I’ve decided that Dinny Cherrell is one of my favourite heroines.
The trilogy (the End of the Chapter) begins after the death of Soames Forsyte and spans the late 1920s and early 1930s, a time when the old values of empire and church are being challenged. Dinny belongs to a traditional family who have long served the state as soldiers, clergymen and administrators, but falls fatally in love with the poet Wilfrid Desert. Galsworthy may romanticise his female characters in these last three volumes – they are all beautiful and have too many men falling in love with them – but Dinny is remarkable in that she is also brave, loyal and unselfish. Things don’t go well for her, but she will carry on and make something of her life that matters…
There must be modern heroines whom I admire, but one doesn’t immediately spring to mind. Does this mean we look for different qualities in a twenty-first century heroine?
Which heroines are favourites for other people – for varying reasons – in both traditional and modern fiction? We might think of our favourite heroes too…