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Showing posts with label First Friday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label First Friday. Show all posts

Monday, April 17, 2017

Classes at Creative York and Rustic Cup

Creative York

Teen and Adult Creatives

Find Your Voice
Learn to write and publish
Mondays(4), April 17-May 8 (Adult Class)
6-8pm•$60•Ages 18+
Tuesdays(4), May 2-23 (Teen Class)
5:30-7:30PM
$40 Ages 13-17
Flash Fiction After Dark
Community Storytelling / Improv Game
Friday, April 14• 6-8pm • $20 • Ages 16+
Friday, May 19• 6-8pm • $20 • Ages 16+

Younger Creatives
Art with Me: Tell Me a Story
Saturday, April 15•10-11am• $15•Ages 3-6
Saturday, May 13•10-11am• $15•Ages 3-6

Summer Writing Camp
June 19-23 • 1-4pm • $90 • Ages 8-14
July 24-28 • 1-4pm • $90 • Ages 8-14
 
First Friday
no registration - drop in
5-8PMFree All ages
May 5 June 2 July 7

Creative York Classes and Events will be held at 10 N Beaver in Downtown York.

As a Creative York Instructor
Teen Flash Fiction After Dark Party
Kaltreider-Benfer Library in Red Lion
June 28 – Time TBA

     Rustic Cup 


Kids Publishing Workshop

Saturdays by appointment
2-3:30PM$10 per person Ages 6-16
May  and June
Contact Rustic Cup FB page to register
https://www.facebook.com/RusticCupLLC/

Adult Publishing Workshop

Six sessions over two days
Learn to self-publish your book
and sell it on Amazon
Laptop strongly encouraged but not required
Summer Date TBD
LIKE the Rustic Cup Page for updates!

Rustic Cup events will be held at
50 W Maple Street in East Prospect

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

His Story / Her Story

These are the community stories created by First Friday participants at Creative York

His Story

Once upon a time, there was a young man in York, PA who loved Wolfgang chocolate. But the real story was just how sweet he thought the lady in the competition was. How could he show her his true feelings? Ah, he knew the answer-- build her a house of candy. The house had Gummi Bears and Snickers bars and it even had a hot chocolate fountain. He then thought of making her a candy cane crown, because she's the most beautiful princess he’s ever seen.
When he shows it to her, she gasps and says “That is a very interesting candy house. Can I go in?”
“Of course,” he said, “if you will be my princess.”
“Well,” she replied. “I’d rather be your queen than your princess.”
The man was undaunted by her reply. “My love, your title does not matter. But no matter what, we will love animals and children.” Then he was silent for a minute. “But in thinking about our relationship,” he said, “You should know I am ONLY a jester.”
And the woman did not mind that the man might not be a prince or a king. She loved his kind heart. And she didn't ask for much. All it took to make her happy was for someone to give her a bouquet of flowers once in a while.
Still, she did not want him to think she was so easily won. “I am not for ultimatums, kind sir,” she said. “But I would like to share this lovely candy house with all the townspeople. They, too, must see how creative you are. And what a gift you have given me to share. Thank you for showing me what love is.”
So they moved into the candy house, which to them felt just as grand as a castle, and invited all the townspeople and animals to live there with them.The man became her personal jester, but he made everyone laugh. They were very happy.
They put signs around town that said, “free love here.” Their signs attracted a crowd of lonely souls. But because the man and his princ- Queen - shared their own blessings with others, they all lived in happiness forever.
The End -- or is it just the beginning?


*Please pardon any mistakes I made in interpreting what was intended to be written, and any clarifications or embellishments I may have made -- if you inspired me and I got carried away, then the night was a success!!       


Her Story

On a cold cold night in February, there was a house made of candy. In the house lived a witch. The witch had a kind heart.
The child's heart was not as kind. The child put the witch in the closet. The witch escaped out the window. The witch ran to the other side of the yard to see what was on the other side of the fence. She found a purple doggie digging a hole.
The dog dug so deep, he found a supersonic broom to escape on. And the witch escaped with him. The dog flies into the night with the witch. And they hear the music of David Bowie.
At the sound of Under Pressure, the girl’s unkind heart melted into liquid chocolate. The doggie, named Nelo, tried to eat the girl’s melted chocolate heart and became vegan. Nelo shared the heart with some other dogs. They were named Dublin, Bianca, and Mick. Unfortunately, the dogs who ate the chocolate heart turn evil every time they hear songs by David Bowie or Queen. They turn into crazy zombies! When they hear the songs, they start to scream “We will, we will, eat humans!” [Cue guitar solo]
Then, the child whose heart had turned into liquid chocolate floated down from heaven and turned the zombie dogs into cuddly puppies. The witch couldn't help but fall in love with the cuddly puppies. The puppies grew into even cuter dogs and had even cuter, cuddlier, puppies of their own. To this day, the witch and her ridiculously cute and cuddly puppies roam the earth.
The end -- or is it just the beginning?

*Please pardon any mistakes I made in interpreting what was intended to be written, and any clarifications or embellishments I may have made -- if you inspired me and I got carried away, then the night was a success!!