I've been pretty quiet on here for quite a while now. And that's because I've been such a busy writer/ teacher/ poet. Too busy to tell you all about the big re-write I've been working on and certainly to busy to mention all the fun I've had judging on the first round of Chris Evan's 500 Words story competition.
With all this happening you might think I haven't left my writing pit for months. But that would be silly,I have to get out sometimes otherwise the smell can become overpowering! So when I had the opportunity to go school visiting with fellow funEverser and author of 'My Big Fat Zombie Goldfish' Mo O'Hara I ripped of my gas mask and jumped at the chance! We had one aim, to spread the funny poetry love bug and have as much fun as we could along the way. You can read all about it over on The funEverse blog.
At last, I've finally arrived!
Where? you ask.
Deepest Publishing contract?
The Great Horn of Fame and Fourtune?
Nope, none of the above, but I have touched down in the FunEverse.
The funEverse is a tricksy place
It can't be found in outer space,
But look inside where you will find
It there inside your brilliant mind.
The FunEverese is the home of nine of the most crackpot poets you may ever meet. Think Edward Lear, think Spike Milligan, think FUNEVERSE!
*ATTENTION- ALLITERATION ALERT*
They use it as a place to incubate nourish their nonsensical notions, incubate their idiotic ideas and reassure their ridiculous rhymes before hatching them into fully fledged potty poetry and sending them into the wide, weird world.
And they don't stop there, in their bid to pull all known life into the FunEverse they work with partner schools and unleash their creative chitterings into classrooms. The children are invited to respond to the FunEverses' work through commenting and then replying through their own poety.
Sounds like your kind of place? Then visit us in The FunEverse.
Artwork- copyright Alex Craggs 2012
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