Breakfast At Denny’s
/I’m 78 years old. And still learning.
Like most Baby Boomers, I’m navigating a digital world with an analog-trained mind.
Every day brings another small …
By Don Gardiner
Read MoreThe Abstract Art Gallery
A writing gallery created by writers from around the world. From poetry to song lyrics, from essays to entire novels and short stories.
Submit your own writing for display in The Writers Club. Short Stories, Flash Fiction, Poetry, Rants, Articles, Essays and all other formats welcome.
The Writers Club Get eyes on your writing or read from our massive archive. A free to use, user friendly digital publication. Thousands of works. From poetry and flash fiction to essays and entire novels.
Absolutely not. Anyone anyone is allowed to submit.
The main requirements include:
Few to no spelling errors.
The work should be coherent.
We keep the rules pretty lenient because we accept poetry among other freer formed writing styles and formats. You can find more details on our Submission Guidelines.
Yes. You can submit previously published work. We recommend getting…
I’m 78 years old. And still learning.
Like most Baby Boomers, I’m navigating a digital world with an analog-trained mind.
Every day brings another small …
By Don Gardiner
Read MoreMark Irvine stared at the ceiling in the darkness of his bedroom. He shook his head. Why wouldn’t the words come to him? They always had in the past, and the writer had assumed they always would. But over the past eighteen…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreLiam Brown headed home from another bad day at the office. The bus was forty minutes late and crammed with unhappy commuters. Grumbling under his breath, he showed the driver his monthly ticket and pushed his way …
By Chris Platt
Read MoreDS Paul Cole took a sip of tea and stared at the information taped to the white boards. There were images from the crime scene and a recent photo of the deceased. Martin Ellroy was thirty-seven years old. He was a well-known author …
By Chris Platt
Read MoreMy name’s Wardle Stuebner, and I once shared a stagecoach with the meanest schoolmarm you ever saw. She sure didn't look like trouble at first, I mean she worn,t one of them neat bonnets that tied in front, hands folded all polite …
By Dave Painter
Read MoreMy name is Wardle Stuebner, and I’m a ranch hand ;been one for nearly all my life, or at least as far back as I can remember. This here’s my tale of a cattle drive and the goings-on beforehand back in the spring of …
By Anonymous
Read MoreDave and Sue were spending Saturday night in front of the television. There was cold beer, takeaway pizza and rubbish television. The perfect night in. In between the quiz show and the Saturday night film, there was the lottery…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreCarl Thomas read the rejection letter from the publishers and sighed. He had been writing since his teenage years. It was the thing he was most passionate about. He lived for writing. Putting the words on the page, telling these stories…
By Chris Platt
Read MorePete peered out the windscreen trying to tie up the road ahead with the Sat Nav map on the dashboard. He shook his head. There was no doubt about it. They were lost. Pete and his wife Emma had booked a week’s stay at the …
By Chris Platt
Read MoreA midday text woke up Malita. She turned in bed, and squinted at the screen on the bedside table. It read, ‘Are you up, yet? Did I just wake you up?’ She frowned …
By Mehreen Ahmed
Read MoreGrey Thoughts is a place for a multitude of creators in numerous different mediums to display their creative projects for the world to see.