Well, what a busy week I’ve had! Apart from work, which has been going relatively well lately (in terms of output if not income!), I’ve also been putting together an anthology of work by members of the writers’ group I belong to. Deal Writers has been in existence for only a year or so, and while the group includes several established authors and playwrights this is the first time some of the members have submitted anything for publication.
The group decided some time ago that it would produce an anthology, but for months it seemed as though there wouldn’t be enough material and I was seriously thinking we would have to abandon the project. But then just lately I’ve received a flood of stories, poems and articles of a really high standard, and in the end my co-editor and I had to make some tough decisions about leaving out some really quite good stuff simply because we were running out of space (we already have a contract with the printer, so we have a fixed page limit). But the anthology is beginning to look really good.
So - now we know we have a viable publication, the arguments – sorry, I mean discussions – the discussions are beginning about what to call the thing. At least one member objects to the very use of the word ‘anthology’ altogether, on the basis that it’s old-fashioned and would give potential readers the wrong impression of the work. I think they’re wrong, because an anthology (dictionary definition) is exactly what it is. But then I still refer to LP records and frocks and listen to Radio 4 on the wireless.
Anyway, we shall have the, er, discussion at next week’s meeting and hopefully come up with something everyone can agree on.
Yeah, that was a joke.