Sharing The Voyage

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It's getting on for five years since most of us said our hasty farewells on the sudden closure of Red Room, surely the grandest literary salon there has ever been. It was a forum for stimulating debate and the time of day, where writers could post blogs and advertise books in respectful company which was representative of many nations and backgrounds and levels of achievement. A truly cosmopolitan place.

This is what I wrote back in 2014:


Okay, I'm trying to smile...

I just wanted to say goodbye in this forum and to thank Ivory, dear Hunti, and all the team for their part in making RR such a fantastic experience and an astronomical learning curve in the best possible sense. Little did I expect', when, having returned to authorship in the 'noughties' and was seeking showcases for work, that I'd stumble upon such a warm, vibrant, cross-cultural, wise, inspiring, dynamic community. You know - I have to say this - it never really was about fame and selling books...for any of us. It was about recharging, sharing and discussing what there was no occasion to discuss in the busy context of 'real time' and the obligations of our daily relationships. It was about examining what really made us writers in the first place and affirming who we are as individuals.

Make no mistake, the warmth, friendship and appreciation I have received in this wonderful cyber salon have been life-changing. And no way would I have thought of producing a book of poetry (with two more in the pipeline!) without it. Like the old pioneers, I have crossed many frontiers in the New World!

I wanted it to go on for ever.

So thank you team and Red Room friends from the bottom of my heart. I wish you all the very best. We shall meet elsewhere, I am sure.

Now it is time to look to new horizons, braced by having known... This may be my last post, but it's not the past lost.

 

That was then.

A few days later, some of us boarded the Green Room barque and set sail on a voyage of our own. Sometimes the waves roll and sometimes there is a tempering breeze. It matters not. Several of you have called this vessel 'a refuge', 'a haven of peace', and have been brave enough to embrace a different technology. So I want to say thank you to the loyal bloggers who value this space and to tell you how much you are appreciated. It would be lovely if a few of those other writers who, at the outset, signed up with us to comment only, would share a post or two of their own. It's a great way to keep in touch!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments 5

 
Ken Hartke on Thursday, 20 December 2018 17:31

As the Red Room went under the waves, I was happy that I scrambled into what I thought was a lifeboat along with a group of voyagers more talented and seaworthy than I. What a great crew they turned out to be!. Thanks to your leadership and navigation, that Green Room lifeboat became the stately barque that it is today...under full sail and fair winds. Thank you for your expert piloting. Sail on.

As the Red Room went under the waves, I was happy that I scrambled into what I thought was a lifeboat along with a group of voyagers more talented and seaworthy than I. What a great crew they turned out to be!. Thanks to your leadership and navigation, that Green Room lifeboat became the stately barque that it is today...under full sail and fair winds. Thank you for your expert piloting. Sail on.
Stephen Evans on Friday, 21 December 2018 00:34

Hear Hear Ken! - thank you Rosy for your patience with your quirky colleagues, and constant support for this unique literary venture :)

Hear Hear Ken! - thank you Rosy for your patience with your quirky colleagues, and constant support for this unique literary venture :)
Nicholas Mackey on Friday, 21 December 2018 15:54

I second the comments of Ken and Stephen as Green Room is a most venerable successor to Red Room and I thank Rosy very much for her marvellous, unstinting efforts to provide this incredible canvas of creativity for us all who contribute.

I second the comments of Ken and Stephen as Green Room is a most venerable successor to Red Room and I thank Rosy very much for her marvellous, unstinting efforts to provide this incredible canvas of creativity for us all who contribute.
Monika Schott on Sunday, 23 December 2018 22:01

I love this haven too, this place you've created, Rosy. And so appreciate that you threw out a lifeboat for us to jump on board. Thanks for doing that, Rosy. ?

I love this haven too, this place you've created, Rosy. And so appreciate that you threw out a lifeboat for us to jump on board. Thanks for doing that, Rosy. ?
Rosy Cole on Monday, 31 December 2018 13:17

Many thanks to those who have commented. It's truly appreciated. And let's not forget Chris, whose technology enabled this adventure!

Many thanks to those who have commented. It's truly appreciated. And let's not forget Chris, whose technology enabled this adventure!
Already Registered? Login Here
Guest
Saturday, 19 January 2019

Captcha Image

Latest Comments

Ken Hartke Telephone Nostalgia
17 January 2019
I have never liked using the telephone. Too often it brought bad news and holds some of my most pain...
Rosy Cole A New Life
17 January 2019
How to gain a whole new perspective on the life lived. That journey in itself would be full of surpr...
Rosy Cole Telephone Nostalgia
17 January 2019
'Nostalgia' is, perhaps, the operative word here. Time has stolen those days. I do wonder whether th...
Stephen Evans Telephone Nostalgia
16 January 2019
I actually dread phone conversations - they seem to me the worst of both worlds. You don't have time...
Katherine Gregor New Year Resolutions?
08 January 2019
Oh, my goodness, yes. Absolutely. May the New Year bring you as much "You time" as you need, Rosy!

Latest Blogs

It suddenly occurs to me that it's been months since anybody called our landline.  Except for my mother, of course.  Day after day, when I check the p...
I'm Ivan Musto and today was a strange first for me as I celebrated a near-solitary birthday, my 90th - a milestone, I guess. Let me explain the surro...
Dublin, Ireland Early morning, Thursday 4th February 1960   We’re alone together. Mother and I are sitting at the kitchen window. It’s chilly yet...
I've binned my 2018 New Year's resolutions. Unopened.  They were past their use-by date.  Somehow, they ended up being kicked under the bed or falling...
My new novel The Isand of Always comes out today. It's a sequel to, or perhaps more an extension of, The Marriage of True Minds, whch was published ab...