Sometimes during the writer’s group you get a prompt and immediately know what you’re going to do with it. Everything clicks into place. You start writing without hesitation thinking to yourself I’ve got this. Other times, you get the prompt and all the words you’ve ever known drain from...
Writers Group
Stream of consciousness stories written at the Cliffside Village Writer’s Group.

At the End of a Rainbow
We are two weeks into the second writing session of the year and our writing spirits are high. I’m delighted to hear that some of the members have been motivated to continue writing on their own time. Also it seems most are happy enough with what they produce at...

She Stepped onto the Rickety Wooden Bridge
One of my favourite parts of the writer’s group is getting to see all the different ways people use the prompts. Not just in terms of how their story differs from mine (although that is wonderful), but seeing how they approach the task every week. Trying new techniques (using...

He Looked Back but Couldn’t See Through the Fog
A fun writer’s group (a couple weeks ago now) that produced a story I’m kind of interested to continue. A few of the stories that I’ve started through the group have had potential to continue into something interesting, but they’ve never been high on my list of writing priorities....

A Brightly Wrapped Box
I haven’t posted a writer’s group piece in a while. Mostly that is because my writing is rusty at the moment, but I am starting to get back in the groove. One of the prompts from yesterday’s session was a brightly wrapped box. Here is what I did with...

A Chipped Cup
This story, from writer’s group a couple weeks back, was submitted by Clare. She claimed to be having an ‘off’ night, but I think she did very well. By Clare Why am I here anyway? I’m too tired for this writer’s group tonight. The music is clattering in my...

His Watch has Stopped
One of this weeks prompts was his watch has stopped. Here’s what I came up with in the twenty minutes given for writing. By Genevieve Clovis The bus is stuck in morning traffic and I’m silently cursing everyone around me. Outside the filthy window cars are honking and pedestrians...

Lace Curtains
By popular demand the writer’s group will be extended an extra four weeks! More info on that later, and probably not here because I’m not overly convinced that this gets read very often or is the kind of place people go to for current or relevant information. It is...

The Pavement was Cracked
This week’s writer’s group was lots of fun. So was last weeks but I was being lazy and distracted and didn’t actually post anything about it. I’d be sorry but honestly you’re better off, my stories last week were not up to my usual mediocre standard of stream of...

Let the Writing Begin… Again
Last night the writer’s group reconvened, with mostly new members. I for one had a lovely time, it’s hard to go wrong with nice people who are eager to write. The format remained the same, a prompt is given and we have 20 minutes to use it however we’d...
