Creative Writing

Creative writing: poetry by Meg Sherman

Creative writing: poetry by Meg Sherman

Meg Sherman has been writing poetry since 2016, and has since written more than 1000 poems. Meg says: ” I always longed to write blistering romantic poetry that transcends the realm of the mortal and is forged in divine fire, but I didn’t have the necessary creative flow, until a series of visionary spiritual experiences
Creative writing: poetry by The Village Boy

Creative writing: poetry by The Village Boy

Born in the UK, The Village Boy is a written and spoken word poet of Sierra Leonean descent. Inspired by the power of words as a medium and his love of music he integrates the two to create a journey through the emotional psyche. In Sierra Leone the term “It takes a Village” is often
Creative writing: Home for the Holidays

Creative writing: Home for the Holidays

by Katie Isham. “I know, I’m completely heartbroken I can’t make it this year,” I bite my lip as the smile bubbles up again and I thank the lord I didn’t FaceTime. The one time my mother’s lack of technological ability has worked in my favour.  If she could see me wearing my Die Hard
Creative writing: Parking Level 4 (ish)

Creative writing: Parking Level 4 (ish)

In Common has launched a regular platform for people to share creative writing – short stories, observations, poem etc. Please get in touch if you would like your work to be featured: editor@in-common.co.uk. by Oli Jacobs.   If there is a Hell, then no better is it defined that the attempt to buy Xmas gifts
Creative writing: On Weston Shore

Creative writing: On Weston Shore

by Charlie Hislop. ON WESTON SHORE “Stand.” A strong word and the hooves quieted on the tarmac. The horse’s head rears up and dips, shaking out a thick mane and rattling its bridle irons, then stills as it looks out across the shore to where the low tide has left exposed the orangey brown stones
Creative writing: Flatten Your Enemies

Creative writing: Flatten Your Enemies

by Tom Husband. If the spirit of adventure had led me into my unfortunate meeting with Randall, I might have handled it better. I’d strayed off the beaten path down a gloomy alleyway that ran between the back of the science block and the perimeter of our lavish school grounds. I could have been carelessly