Livelit event at Cafe Writers, and my poem 'We Should Talk About this Someday' made poem of the month - yay!
NNF16 LitWeekend at the medieval Dragon's Hall which is the Writer's Centre in Norwich, Unesco City of Literature, and I'm holding a bunch of tickets for a full weekend pass to everything on offer! Oh yes!
Very excited to have another poem accepted - this time by Helen Ivory's webzine: Ink Sweat and Tears. Publication date tba.
We had a great time with The Fenland Reed in Ely on a beautiful summer's evening in the gorgeous Babylon Gallery on the river's edge, where I got to read The Texas Brine Company Disaster.
NaPoWriMo and I'm having a go. One new poem every day for a month. Good practice and I might have a handful of poems that I can work with by the end.
Greatly looking forward to reading at The Babylon Art Gallery, Ely: 4th May as part of The Fenland Reed's launch of their 2nd issue.
New Year 2016
Hello - I'm a poet now, it's official! I've been writing poetry for about 2 years and only submitted something end of 2015. The Fenland Reed have accepted, 'The Texas Brine Company Disaster' (I know, you'll have to read it to understand why!) and it'll be published in their spring issue. Hurrah!
Also, a new short story for e-reader Water Off a Duck's Back is available on CUT. Do visit my page and let me know what you think @Sarahsarie.
Latest Brittle Star column: Making friends with the Twittersphere, or as near as we can! It's out now...
Had such a good time in London at the Poetry Society Café, where I met the lovely Agnes Meadows at Loose Muse night, 14 October. Read the whole of 'Monthmouth' from Hoad, mad voices and all, and had a ball!
It's here! Signet Rings, excerpt from 'Red Stilts', in inaugural edition of Six Hens. Delighted to be part of this new US life writing magazine of women's life-defining true stories - embarrassing photo of my 14 year old self, notwithstanding!
Amazing evening 9 March at Café Writers, Norwich
Read from Hoad and Jack Wax, with Ira Lightman in his skelly costume - hilarious! Full house and lovely audience. Thank you to all who joined us.
Off to Oxford Literary Festival end of March. Brittle Star mag out in May - usual short story article in the planning...
We had a great evening at Ketts Bookshop, Wymondham. You can watch a video of me reading from Hoad on the night here!
And I'm delighted to have been invited as a guest reader at
Café Writers, Norwich, Monday 9 March.
Red Stilts made it through to the long-list for the Mslexia Memoir Competition!
Hoad and Other Stories can be ordered directly from me or Stonewood Press now!
Multi-tasking as always, I'm editing and polishing poems ready for contribution to a pamphlet on the subject of 'Flight' for our regional Open Studios project.
And I'm proud to say that Julia Webb has agreed to be my mentor for the memoir. Nine years since I first conceived the idea and I am confident that by the autumn it will be finished. 'Do it properly, or don't do it at all,' was my dear departed Pa's advice.
‘At least two of these stories would have been strong contenders for Best British Short Stories 2015 had I seen them in time. Sarah Passingham writes beautiful prose and totally gets the short story.’ Nicholas Royle
Wow! That's some accolade! - but what a shame the book got lost en route.
Read an author interview with Rebeccah Giltrow.
'... but also a trip in icicle clear prose to make maple syrup in a winter landscape with Sarah Passingham ...'
Maureen Duffy, foreword to anthology 'Said and Done'
'The latest issue of The London Magazine features "The Engineer's Daughter" by Sarah Passingham. A brief study of bitter pride, it's a remarkable example of economical writing, painstaking in its attention to detail.'
Nicholas Royle, 'Time Out'
'At home, I have just finished the latest edition of Brittle Star magazine - fab as usual. It's one of the ones I really enjoy getting ... But it was the piece of short fiction by Sarah Passingham called "Ironing it better" which blew me away. It was so good, real and bleak that I actually started crying at the dinner table, was forced to stop, regroup, put down my cutlery and enjoy the punch-in-the-gut sheer bloody strength of it a second time, this time without eating. Which of course made me cry again, a situation which Lord H tried to improve by putting his napkin on his head and pretending to be a Mohican. Hmm, maybe we should get out more? Or possibly stay in more, so we frighten people less ... Anyway, Lord H's trick worked, but the feeling of Passingham's piece is still with me now. Fabulous.'
Anne Brooke, author of 'The Gifting', 'Maloney's Law', 'Thorn in the Flesh' - annebrooke.blogspot.com