I mentioned here last week that as well as writing here I share another blog with two friends, The Moving Dragon Writes; we’ve been writing it for quite a while now and over that time we have separately published several books, and published a Moving Dragon anthology. We have two more books in the pipeline, a second anthology and a collaboration between two of us, a challenge we set themselves to write 73 different blogs from a subject list they randomly found!
We’ve come up with the idea of a quarterly newsletter/magazine and hope to share issue 1 in November. It will be a review, an update and a way to share our news in a different way. It will be titled ROAR!!! which looking back over the blog I see was a proposed title for our first anthology – somehow that must have stuck in our memory cells!
We are well underway with getting the first edition ready and it will include among other things, an article and three haiku about our writing walk round the quarry and grounds of Tyntesfield, reviews books published by friends, and a competition. I will share details of it once it is available!
Here is an extract, not written by me, recording an aspect of our writing walk:
We three dragons met over coffee and a slice of chocolate cake someone suggested a writing walk. ‘Good idea, where shall we go?’ – ‘Tyntesfield? There’s a Hannah More poetry trail but let’s strike out on our own and see what comes to mind.’
On a lovely sunny autumn day and we arrived in Sidelands Quarry, long disused but with a new life as home to a 4G mast. Sidling through gaps between mast and ground control gear cabinets, we entered an enchanted area. Old quarry walls rose on every side, trees making it a dark, damp place, the floor colonised by ferns and brambles, ivy dangling, tangling thickly from overhanging tree.
The wonder of quarries is they expose underlying rocks that otherwise you’d never see, and so with Sidelands. Two rocks are exposed along the working faces, what quarrymen sought, Clifton Down Limestone, and Mercia Mudstone marginal facies. The wondrous thing is the junction, or unconformity, clearly visible between the two rocks. The limestone from warm, tropical Carboniferous seas is about 340 million years old – mya. Mercia Mudstone from the Triassic is only 200 mya, formed from the eroded products of adjacent highlands as sharp-edged clasts which can be seen within. With this marvel you can span 190 million years with one hand. That’s awe inspiring! Here can be seen a myriad of dog-tooth spar, crystals of calcite – calcium carbonate. Some are in sheets on a fault surface and some are in huge vugs – caves, lined like faerie palaces with brilliant crystals.
We gazed awe-struck at these wonders, then inspired, we continued our wander.
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