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Amethyst Online Workshops and Writing Hours May – July 2026

Amethyst Online Workshops and Writing Hours are running again from next week, and I’d be delighted if you would join me! The format is the same as with previous sessions – a themed generative workshop hour on Tuesday evenings, and a companionable writing hour on Thursday evenings.

I’m running the Tuesday Workshops in blocks of 5 this time, and have set one ticket for the whole first block of five. The process should be simpler for you and I’m hoping a block of 5 weeks isn’t too much to commit to. (If you can’t do that, please let me know, and I’ll devise a workaround) And thank you so much to those who have already registered!

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Generative Online Writing Workshops on Tuesdays (restarting May 5th 2026) 6-7pm UK time. £25 (plus registration provider fee) for each block of 5 sessions. 

Each session will have a theme with a connection to writing and the sacred. The hour will include consideration of published extracts, discussion, prompts and writing time. Register for Block 1:

Provisional themes are as follows:

Block 1

May 5th – Little Things

May 12th – Psalms

May 19th – Fruit

May 26th – Bread

June 2nd – Hands

(June 9th Break – no workshop)

Block 2: (registration link to come)

June 16th – Voices

June 23rd – Dreams

June 30th – Birds

July 7th – Patterns

July 14th – Grace

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Thursday Writing Hours (Free!)

If you already have work in progress, or simply like the idea of a concentrated hour of writing then please join me on Thursdays for a writing hour:

Online Writing Hours on Thursdays from May 7th, 6-7 pm UK time. Write in companionable and supportive silence with some optional chat at the end. No requirement for you to attend a Tuesday workshop. 

Completely free! Register via Eventbrite. (or just email me for the Zoom code). Come to any or all sessions.

With all best wishes,

Editor Sarah

Cloacina – a poem by J.C. Scharl

Cloacina

Roman goddess of the sewers; considered a cult of Venus. 

Toilet goddess, 					
gentle guardian of filth, 				
how long you’ve kept your shy chthonic cult 		
intact, stewarding your wealth 				
of swill and piss. 					

The ancients knew 					
no man can rule the sewer.				
That is a woman’s place. That waste land		
needs a careful hand to stir			
the lonesome goo 					

and smooth the way					
down gently sloping tunnels				
through the dark, that dark through which we all 	
must come. You love the runnels 				
and all the clay-					

brick oozing walls. 					
You love chunky dishwater 				
and laundry scum; you love the bloody			
drainage after a slaughter; 				
shit, spoor, and all					

belong to you, 						
Purifier, forgotten realm’s 				
prudent queen. O lady of the mire, 			
how you have loved your squalid 			
children! You, who					

see the wreck of 					
living things, know that nothing 				
can be made clean from afar. It takes  			
hands deep in the muck, scrubbing.		
You know that love					

must go down, in-
to the stinking guts of earth,
and make even them holy. Midwife
to the endless afterbirth 
of life, come in

with your strange toil.
Teach us not to turn away. 
Teach us to gaze at every cast-off 
thing, sit down by it, and stay,
and not recoil.





J.C. Scharl is a poet and critic from Royal Oak, MI. Her poetry has been featured in some of America’s top poetry journals, including The New Ohio Review and The Hudson Review, as well as internationally on the BBC and in several UK journals. Her criticism has appeared in many magazines and journals. She holds a BA in politics, philosophy, and economics from The King’s College in New York, and an MFA in poetry from Seattle Pacific University. She is the author of the poetry collection Ponds and two verse plays.