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April is National Poetry Month! In honor of this I’ve recently completed a retelling of ‘Duffy and the Devil’ for children entirely in metered verse. Oh, and I wrote it as a short play. Why? Well…why not? Besides, this was a lot of fun to write! Just think of it as a script for a young reader’s theater performance with rhyming couplets. *crickets chirp* Anyway . . . moving on . . .
This “telling” is ~1,400 words (3 pages). There are five characters, including the Narrator. In case you’re wondering this mini-play actually has been performed. By children. Mine. (Yes, I played the Narrator.)
Rather than allowing it to collect eDust on my laptop I’ve decided to try sending it out. Another BIG step for me. Still, I have no idea where to begin querying something like this. (Suggestions are always welcome!)
While I ponder what to best do with it, I wanted to offer anyone interested a chance to read it first. If you fall into that category, you can use the form below to request an email message with the password to the protected post. Please feel free leave any feedback you may have in the comments section of either post.
To whet your poetic appetite, I’m posting the opening two stanzas here. After requesting the password, you can read the rest of the story here. I hope you enjoy it!
Squire Lovell lived alone, lone managed his estate,
without another soul about to toil or conversate.
He preferred things his own way, as you are soon to see,
yet wearied he of doing chores like cooking and laundry.
Deciding he the time was right to add an extra hand,
alone he rode one Autumn morn to seek in Burian
for one to come to spin and knit and mend his fraying garb,
when he did overhear a shout of angry disregard.
Thanks again for your interest!
EDITED TO ADD: Comments on this story are now closed. Thank you for your interest!