Celebrating East End Writers of
Creative Nonfiction

A collection of stories, memoir excerpts, reflections, personal essays, reviews, and more

To Survive

After Joshua died, there was no point in living. Without him I was nothing but an empty shell, or a seething mass of pain. I took the...

Consi Handelsman Bennett

Hobby or Obsession?

So when does a hobby become an obsession? According to “popular internet search engine, Google”, a hobby is “an activity done regularly...

Cheryl Daters

Spring Has Sprung

The grass has ris I wonder where the birdies is The birdies, they is on the wing But that’s absurd I thought the wing was on the bird...

Consi Handelsman Bennett

A Night at the Ballet

We all know the tragedy, know that it’s coming and with musical anticipation, we feel it.

Consi Handelsman Bennett

Mouse Encounters - A Story in Three Parts

I’ve always hated mice. The real ones, of course. The cartoon ones, stuffed toy ones, ceramic ones, … any inanimate ones, basically,...

Cheryl Daters

March 25th, 2012 - Last Night

I woke up on the sofa-bed to a heavy silence and I knew that Peter had gone. It was 3AM and a grey indigo hung around in the air before...

Consi Handelsman Bennett

Flowers From Friends

Blooms big and bright Sunflowers, roses, carnations, and lilies The rain stopped and tranquil blue skys emerged The aroma of citronella...

Cindy March

Sounds of a Six-Year-Old

I hear footsteps upstairs Sometimes soft and light Sometimes determined and unstoppable Her voice mimics her steps Most often soft and...

Cindy March

Saying No to Nardy

When I went on long term medical leave ten years ago, at the time we didn’t need know how long term it would be, I expected cards,...

Cindy March

Trash Can Showdown

When I was very young, maybe in first grade, my teacher was one of the smartest people I’ve known. She encouraged students to do simple...

Cheryl Daters

Making Rhubarb Crumble With James

The smell of rhubarb steaming from the pot, up my nose and into a place of nostalgia. I remember growing it in all the places I have ever...

Consi Handelsman Bennett

The Spirit of Woodstock

I was 20 years old and shared a VW bug with my brother. We alternated weekends having that great car. Luckily, the weekend of...

Lorraine Colombo

About Us

We are Storytellers

We are a group of East End writers who write from our hearts.

This journal is a compilation of life stories, personal essays, reflections, narrative nonfiction,

and everything in between.

Celebrating East End Writers of Creative Nonfiction

To Survive

Hobby or Obsession?

Spring Has Sprung

A Night at the Ballet

Mouse Encounters - A Story in Three Parts

March 25th, 2012 - Last Night

Flowers From Friends

Sounds of a Six-Year-Old

Saying No to Nardy

Trash Can Showdown

Making Rhubarb Crumble With James

The Spirit of Woodstock

About Us

Celebrating East End Writers of
Creative Nonfiction