Hello - Welcome to Tuam Creative Writers'
This year we will meet twice a month, on the first and third Wednesdays, from 6pm to 8pm.
Our venue is The Family Centre – SVP House, Dublin Road, Tuam H54AH75.
The membership fee is €25 annually and €2 per meeting to cover refreshments.
At our meetings we sit around a table. Then we are given a broad theme to inspire us and spend an hour writing about it. All responses are acceptable.
Then, over refreshments, people are given time to read out their contributions, if they so desire. In return they are given suggestions and positive affirmation from others in the group. Our aim is to learn from each other.
Members are free to further develop what they have written during the meeting at home and have it published on our site in the public or members only areas.
Members are also encouraged to write on any topic they choose and in a form of their choice. These contributions will be published on our public site if the author wishes.
Our members vary in age and experience and this diversity greatly adds to the creativity of the club.
We like to recall and remember, to make sense of our experiences while at the same time developing an appropriate style.
Feel free to drop into any of our meetings to see and hear what we do. There is no obligation to join.
The following are examples of our writing. We hope you enjoy them and that they inspire you to come to one of our meetings.
"Enjoy reading some of our recent work."
Native
On the train from the ferry,I’m pointing, enthusing;nose snug in the guidebook,you snigger at ‘BUTT Bridge’. Five minutes later,while crossing the Loopline,you’re lovestruck…
AUNT KATE AND THE MATCHMAKER
AUNT KATE AND THE MATCHMAKER Though my father lived to be 92, I never heard his speak about his own father. Like many men
I KNOW A WOMAN
I KNOW A WOMAN I know a woman who forgot to grow up. She never made it past childhood; it seems. Though she has
Just Imagine
Just Imagine … … The Covid-19 pandemic is a Blessing in Disguise. It has taught us some life lessons. Imagine all
THE HOUSE WITH NO BACK DOOR
THE HOUSE WITH NO BACK DOOR (revised edition) Every now and then a memory suddenly chrysalises. Sometimes it’s triggered by the scent of
Last Day at the Strand
Last Day at the Strand “I didn’t know we were coming here,” my mother accused. “Neither did I; I just decided as we drove
WE’VE NEVER HAD IT SO GOOD
(A new book, called “In Fact” by Mark Henry has just been published. It is subtitled “An Optimist’s Guide to Ireland at 100”. I wrote
OLD PHOTOGRAPHS
It must have been a street photographer who snapped them as they passed – 2 young men striding purposely along a Dublin street.
THE LOST GIRLS
THE LOST GIRLS It was an annual ritual in the school. Sometime after Easter the Year Head had to organise a day out for his
One Homogenous Human Race
I watched and listened to a special classical music concert on September 2nd live streamed from Kylemore Abbey. It was streamed globally by the
Like A Mosaic
Air, Earth, Fire, Water, Friends are a truer list of life’s essential elements. Our family Earths us while our friends give us Air. Leaving home
Sitting With Baskets
Sitting With Baskets Once, in the early sixties, after a loud drive in second gear along a bumpy track tacked between thick trunks, Fedora Father
TURNING A COLLAR
“He saved string, scrap wood, old screws, nuts and bolts, jam jars, coffee cans, cigar boxes, orange crates. He threw nothing away … He
The Living Is Easy…
It’s late August, the sun is relentless, searing heat ,energy-sapping, becoming intolerable for this writer. In the middle of a ten acre field, my task
A Day In The Life
The lilac outside our bedroom window is in bloom. The fragrance from the light purple or lilac, cone shaped panicles bring me back to my
Galway Trees
I stroll nonchantly by on my evening walking ritual. They barely notice me with bowed heads sharing their secrets with the birds of how they
TELSTAR AND THE LUNATIC
Telstar and the Lunatic I was fortunate to be a teenager in the 1960’s. It was a time of great change and optimism, even
Something In The Way They Move
Something In The Way They Move A man’s shoulder swagger and the sway of a woman’s hips may be seen as an attraction in
A Moon Lover
A MOON LOVER Have a kind thought for the moon lover who adheres to ancient Greek mythology and describes herself as a Selenophile, after
What Time Is It ?
What time is it? We have family and friends living around the world and it’s a job to keep track of what time