Category: Writing Exercise

• A SUMMER IN CRETE

  After they had not made love they did not go to sleep. Nor did they talk. They lay side-by-side on the bed in silence. It was not an awkward silence. It was the silence that exists between two people who have become comfortable and unhappy with one another. The sounds of the Cretan night drifted…

  Iain Kelly

  06/10/2016

  creative writing, Fiction, Flash Fiction, Short Story, Writing Exercise

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• REVENGE

  The sunlight slowly peeked through the cloth that covered the window, and with it emerged the familiar sounds of the countryside awakening. Hens were scratching around the yard and clucking to one another, the birds chattered and sang on the rooftop and in the distance Farmer Pierrot’s mule could be heard braying. Sebastian propped himself…

  Iain Kelly

  06/08/2016

  creative writing, Fiction, Writing, Writing Exercise

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• THE ATTIC BY THE SEA

  Exercise from a creative writing course I recently completed: Imagine a beach. On the beach is a door that leads to an attic. You go into the attic. Write about what you find there. THE ATTIC BY THE SEA        The attic was bare. The floorboards rough and uneven. As I walked across…

  Iain Kelly

  29/07/2016

  Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, Writing, Writing Exercise

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• LAST ORDERS

  The result of a writing exercise from a course I took recently – given the first sentence, extrapolate a page of fiction writing. LAST ORDERS            He lifted his head from his drinking, as cattle do, and looked at me vaguely. His large, dark, empty eyes reinforced the bovine similitude. He didn’t…

  Iain Kelly

  29/07/2016

  Fiction, Flash Fiction, Literature, Writing Exercise

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