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Converge Creative Writing

Wandering

By Timothy Wynn-Werninck

Wandering, sauntering. You do not necessarily know where you are going but it is a good way to relax. You drift maybe there is time to come up with solutions to problems. It is a way of releasing the pressures of the day.

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Friendship

By Leanne Cairns

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The Telephone Box

By Timothy Wynn-Werninck

It was a dark and stormy night. The Rain beat against the Box. The box was strong though, and had the GPO crown on the top. Unlike it city cousins it was the pride of the community and Farmer Giles painted it every year in post office red.

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The Surprise

by Joann Paterson

 

Wendy had arrived at the cottage. She had left work just two days before as she had started her maternity leave and she was so excited, looking forward to it. She knew she had two months to go until she was due to give birth to her beautiful baby. She didn’t know if it was a boy or a girl as she wanted a nice surprise. She was thinking she was having a boy from just listening to what her family and friends had said to her but she wasn’t really bothered either way, she was just excited.

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Colour, shape, texture, smell.

By Timothy Wynn-Werninck

Interweaving, interconnecting strands of Fibre, free flowing, Waving Shades of stuff that remain invisible. There are there and thank God otherwise we would all be in trouble. Discarded out of hand as we do not walk around with Microscopes on our head.

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Grandmother

by Joann Paterson

 

As I sit here in the quiet park I take time out of my busy day to just sit here and enjoy the view and listen to the birds singing as the trees sway gently in the autumn breeze. Time flies and before I know it an hour has gone. I can feel the frost in the air as it nips at my nose and gently at my toes. The sky is of an ice blue with fluffy white clouds, some floating by without a care in the world and some just stuck there looking back at me, probably wondering what I am doing.

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Converge Creative Writing Anthology December 2015

Converge Creative Writing Anthology December 2015

The two creative writing courses in December 2015 created this excellent anthology. We’re very excited to share their work with you again here on our blog.

The Room

By Lynne Parkin 

The room, square in shape, had two alcoves, one on either side of the chimney breast and open fireplace. The flocked wallpaper and the large worsted rug had their true colours stolen through wear and tear and too much sunlight. In front of the empty hearth and dominating the room is a brown leather chesterfield, big enough to seat four comfortably. Continue reading “The Room”

The Street Party Project

The Street Party Project took as its starting point images of different streets. We then wrote about the people we thought might live there, and then constructed stories about what happened when the residents decided to throw a charity street party. Continue reading “The Street Party Project”

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