creative writing

In this month’s poetry showcase we focused on the theme ‘Fantasy’- be it a secret crush in a coffee shop line or a D&D adventure! The Power of Fantasy We sit together around our fading campfire, sharing in the adventures of heroes we will never get to see; heroes...

Lauren’s poetry is inspired by the nature she sees on campus and around Wollaton Park. Take a look at her wonderful words and photography as she explores the changing seasons in Nottingham… Regeneration Malevolent Mother Nature, her storm-threatening winter winds gnaw down to your bones and sever seemingly sturdy...

Lauren’s poetry is inspired by the nature she sees on campus and around Wollaton Park. Enjoy her poetic musings and beautiful photography on the subject of weather… Weather As inconsistent as a fickle lover, who murmurs promises to stay, whilst pulling the bedsheets from you, awakening cold and alone. Lauren...

Lauren’s poetry is inspired by the nature she sees on campus and around Wollaton Park. Take a look at her beautiful words and photography as she describes the feel of winter in Nottingham… Snowfall Serenity settles in the atmosphere like the crêpe-paper covering upon this landscape, as if your...

Following the recent release of his self-published poetry pamphlet ‘until i see you again’, I spoke to the very talented Christopher Sturtivant about his writing, his influences and Nottingham’s poetry scene. Chris is a second year English with Creative Writing student at the University of Nottingham. What inspired you...

In response to our recent controversial article, which asked if Shakespeare is that big a deal any more, Impact Arts’ Esther has a very decided opinion… For the ‘Credulous Fools’ Who Dare Challenge Shakespeare: This ‘upstart crow’ that you refer to Whose reputation you’ve marred Wrote 154 sonnets for his true...

Grief is difficult to explain. Its presence is always noticeable, but the strength of this presence is mutable. Overtime the momentum increases and once the heartache becomes too much to contain, conceal and ignore the wave breaks. How I hate those breaking waves, I dread waiting for them to...