Wine & Words – Victoria Bastedo

Wine & Words was a fun and well-received event last night. We had nine authors who read, five from FVP and four from our community. The pieces were moving, funny, and entertaining. I’m always astounded at the writing quality and talent that emerges in this tiny Valley on such evenings.

Victoria Bastedo was our Special Guest Author for the evening, and she delighted the crowd by telling us of an actual old tree she, perhaps, saved with her expressed upset at seeing a chainsaw nearby.  Then she read the following fun and touching story from one of her blogs, SnoValley Hobbit:

Donago Greenhaven buttoned his new fawn-colored waistcoat. As a rule, hobbits don’t tend to dwell on overt fashion and vanity, but he loved it when his mirror reflected a brightness to his image. From the top of his reddish-gold curls, to the bottoms of his hairy feet, he wanted to appear cheerful, intelligent, and ready for any adventure that might await him over the next hill.

Donago plucked at the red handkerchief that peaked in a triangle out of the upper pocket, making sure it stood out. Tonight he was especially interested in making an impression. Traveling hobbits had arrived in Little Delving, bringing wares for the market, presents for friends, and news of the other regions. He wanted to share in it, the busy world of those who worked, and those who dreamed.

He beamed at himself, at his own bright eye, at the dimple an inch from the edge of his mouth, and his one crooked tooth. He’d been told that he was born ready to grin, and that he’d no doubt die with a last bit of laughter on his lips. He looked fine. From the little round window that overlooked his garden and the distant fields to the west a breeze filtered in a whiff of the sea. The scent must have traveled for many miles, must have flirted with clumps of silver grasses and coasting birdwings, holding its essence to arrive in his room and call to him. It always made him laugh.

“All right!” he told it, forgetting his finery as he hurried out of his bedroom and then outside his hole. His intention had been to visit The Brown Barrel, Little Delving’s busiest Inn, and hear the tales that might be told, but that could wait… READ MORE


Story of Success

FreeValley will usually bring you fiction, but today’s story is one of success for the founding authors. We shared our novels with the public for the last couple days and discovered many more writers, some already published authors and some great stories that are emerging in our area. We were thrilled to have several book sales too. Some writers are interested in connecting with us for consultation, promotional reasons or best of all encouragement and camaraderie. We can’t wait to talk to them more.

We’d love to connect with you as well. FreeValley was named such because it encourages communication between writers in a wide virtual valley. It came together in the Snoqualmie Valley in the Cascade foothills, but FreeValley is worldwide and reaches for the worlds of imagination to let stories run free and be shared with readers. If you’re here for reading, we welcome you too!


Writers, we’ll soon be asking for your stories to be submitted here for posting. We’ve enjoyed meeting many writer’s this weekend and will look forward to hearing from you.