Herring House: Stories and Other Writing

  Tuesday's book launch was fantastic. Thank you to everyone who came, the superb catering team of Rachel and Kerri - Great Yarmouth Library where the launch was held, our readers, performers, Su Squire and Jason Parr, Lotte and Red Herring Press - Sue, Gaynor and Jo from Herring House Trust, all the writers and supporters of Herring House Trust who turned up and listened in.  Finally, thank you to Culture Connect for funding the publication and event.  The readings were moving, compassionate, funny and simply beautiful.  If you want a copy of this inspirational book contact Red Herring Press . Sue reading An engrossed audience Jason reading The book table

  It's been a while but this blog is proud to announce the launch  of an anthology  of prose and poetry from Herring House Trust's writing group. There is in this collection lived experience, stories, poetry, a group-authored verse drama, a novel excerpt and many reflective texts. It is an extraordinary and very human book. It will be on sale to raise money to invest in more creative activity.  The launch is on September 24th - at 5.30 pm in Great Yarmouth Public Library.  The book is published by Red Herring Press and funded by Cultural Connections - it is a very local affair and thanks are due to all those who have helped to make this a reality. 

  In 2035 the sun still shines but it shines on a world that can no longer change. Too little too late. Children play in the park. The chains on the swings are rusted and frozen; the merry go round stuck in time, as it remembers going round like a planet now dying.  All eyes on handheld devices; children sitting together, but miles apart, looking at their screens; their parents and guardians occasionally looking up to see if they are still there. The birds still sing but their song takes a sombre tone with the whine of electric car motors and their tyres crunching the gravel beneath them. It’s definitely getting hotter. Smoking cigarettes in public is outlawed. Doesn’t really matter. You can’t smoke with your mask on anyway.   like I’ll be eating my d-rats {dehydrated rations} dry tonight. It gets harder to live in the moment when the moments are so much different now. 2020 was almost Utopia compared to this. Russell   Walking alone in my street, I am overwhelmed by the