Vienna Lit Book Club: “Midwinter” (January)
On January 28, our friends at the Vienna Lit Book Club will discuss “Midwinter” by Fiona Melrose.
Other Creative Writing Societies
There are many great societies for burgeoning and established writers in Vienna – we’ve compiled a list for you!
Tara
a short story by Holly Girling.
“Tara wasn’t good at many things growing up. She wasn’t particularly bad at things. She just wasn’t very good.”
An Evening full of Stories – The Pocket Universe #1 Reading at Facultas
For months, the Uni-Verse had been looking forward to a very special date – June 8th, 2018. We were excited,…
Summer 2018: Creating & celebrating the Pocket Universe #1 “beginnings.”
Thank you so much to all the people who contributed to this anthology, all the people who came to our events, all the people who bought a copy and all the people who encouraged us along the way. You are the reason why this Pocket Universe exists!
Dare, Darling
a poem by Elifnaz Kabalci.
“The ivy strikes
ripping, breaking and disfiguring
who you are”
Euphoria
a short story by Philipp Kroiss.
Before moving on to the dance floor, he pulled Terry to the side,”How do you do it? How do you make everyone…fall in love with you?”
Semester Opening Event Summer 2018: Narratological Experiment
How and where does an archetypal fairy tale turn into an abstract romance with the night, then turn into a coming-of-age sci-fi adventure with actual aliens and eventually turn into a coming-of-age fantasy story with actual dragons over the course of 8 iterations? At the Uni-Verse, of course!
Christmas Party 2017
A Uni-Verse Christmas means cookies, chocolate (hot and cold), chatter, a Creative Secret Santa, Collaborative Christmas Stories and endless heaps upon mounts within galaxies of cupcakes of GLITTER!
Summer Poetry Picnic 2017 – Whitman & Keats
We “lean(ed) and loaf(ed) at (our) ease observing a spear of summer grass” (Whitman) and enjoyed the “summer, when luxuriously / Spring’s honeyed cud of youthful thought (we loved) / To ruminate, and by such dreaming high / (Were) nearest unto heaven”. (Keats)