Inspiration and creativity come in all different forms, and it can hit at the most obscure moments. My creative side manifests itself in creative writing. I like writing short stories or poems. For a while, I was getting them out at the speed of light, but I’ve found that it often depends on my mood….
How do I get my creative writing out into the world?
Say you love writing, and have a growing collection of fab pieces — how do you start sharing this work and getting it out into the world? University can be a great piece to inspire creativity, and teach you some important tips in harnessing your writing practice, but it doesn’t really prepare you to put…
A self-publishing story
I hate to start this article off with something that sounds a bit cliché, but here goes: ever since I was a kid, I’ve always been writing stories. It’s true though. I remember reading out a short story where the chapters were a few sentences long to my Year 2 classmates. As I’ve got older,…
How to Disappear
Content Warnings: Eating disorder and self harm ‘You’re not going until you’ve finished.’ Mum watched and Poppy pretended to chew on the pasta that was slowly congealing on the plate in front of her. ‘Have you got your snack for later?’ ‘You should know; you packed it.’ Poppy wanted to scream but managed to…
Our Tree
Content Warning- very mild gore, mentions of terminal illness FADE IN: EXT. SOUP TREE HILL – EARLY EVENING Millie and Adam stand at the top of a long, rolling hill with a lone tree in the middle, which has grown into two large trunks and an excess of bulging roots. The middle of the two…
An Ordinary Man, An Extraordinary Day
Mr Jones liked to think that ordinary was better. If you’re ordinary, you’re neither noteworthy for being smart, nor noteworthy for being dumb; neither talented nor useless. If you’re altogether B grade – do a bit of everything relatively well – then you slide right past others’ peripheral visions. He took pride in the fact…
The Troublesome Pain of Memory Lane
A silent and dusty mind, Meaning memories are hard to find. As cobwebs cling to jumbled thoughts, With a last attempt to rack your brain, Searching for a seat within the train Of thought that seems to have departed, Leaving you in lands uncharted. It never used to be like this. Remembering faces and…
Q&A with poet and UEA alumnus Luke Wright
You’re touring with your new show Luke Wright, Poet Laureate which must be massively exciting for you – in what way is this show similar or different to the many other shows that you’ve toured with? Fundamentally speaking, I do two different types of shows. Frankie Vah – the last one that I toured with…
Book review: She Used To Be On A Milk Carton by Kailey Tedesco
I started reading She Used To Be On A Milk Carton expecting it to follow the trend of contemporary feminist poetry popularised by Rupi Kaur and the like. Despite probably being a pleasant read in the moment, I thought it would end up fading in my memory similar to Instagram poetry/illustration books – I have…
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