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Saturday, July 26, 2025

Knowns, known unknowns, and unknown unknowns

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Grena­da Days (2)When peo­ple hear I'm the writer in res­i­dence at St George's Uni­ver­si­ty, one of the first ques­tions they in­evitably ask me is, "What does that mean?"For me, as I wrote in my col­umn last week, it means I have 15 weeks of re­lief from my dai­ly grind as a moth­er, as a wife; 15 weeks in which I can write. And I have been writ­ing.Some years ago I was ho­n­oured to be ac­cept­ed by the late mas­ter of prose and po­et­ry Wayne Brown in­to one of his dis­tance writ­ing work­shops; al­though he was based in Ja­maica and I in Trinidad, the idea was that I would e-mail him work and he would send me ex­ten­sive crit­i­cism of it.

Wayne Brown's work­shops were leg­endary. Trinida­di­an and Ja­maican writ­ers alike, in­clud­ing Sharon Mil­lar (last year's Com­mon­wealth Short Sto­ry Prize win­ner) and Aman­da Smyth (crit­i­cal­ly ac­claimed au­thor of Black Rock and A Kind of Eden), had ben­e­fit­ed from his keen eye and guid­ing hand since I had been a teen.I'd long want­ed to do one of his work­shops. He had of­fered me a place in one when he was still in T&T, be­fore he'd moved to Ja­maica, when I was ei­ther 19 or 20 and had just self-pub­lished my book of po­ems Some­thing to Say. At the time I couldn't af­ford the price–I was, as ever, broke–so I de­clined the op­por­tu­ni­ty.

http://www.guardian.co.tt/dig­i­tal/new-mem­bers

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