Welcome to Denver Writes

We get kids to write!

Our mission is to provide young writers in the Denver area with a supportive community and creative opportunities to express themselves through writing. We offer monthly workshops, intensive and expeditionary summer camps, and after school programs.

EARLY GIVING FOR COLORADO GIVES DAY IS NOW OPEN!

Colorado Gives Day is December 10th, but ANY donation made to Denver Writes between November 1st and December 10th will count towards our entire Colorado Gives Day total which determines how much of the Colorado Gives Day fund we’ll receive.  While this total is made up of all donations made to Denver Writes (including donations made via Cash,

Fall 2024 Schedule!

Our Fall Schedule starts THIS week! We’re very excited to share information about our creative writing club and our upcoming fall workshops! CREATIVE WRITING CLUB We hold our afternoon club four times a week at the following locations: MONDAY 4:30 – 6:30 PM Dayton Memorial Library, on the Regis Campus 3333 Regis Blvd, Denver, 80221No

Summer Camps 2024!

Our full summer schedule is here! Including our first camps with The Bookies bookstore! Sign up today! JUNE June 10th – 14th Write Your Destiny: A Choose-Your-Own-Adventure Story Expedition 10 am – 2 pm, with a reading last day of camp from 2 – 3 pm. Ages 7 – 12 Second Star to the Right

Colorado Gives Day is December 5th!

Hello Denver Writers!  I want to send a thank you to everyone who has donated to Denver Writes over the last month for our Colorado Gives Fundraiser, and certainly over the past fifteen years. There’s one more day to go, as tomorrow December 5th, is Colorado Gives Day. Every donation made through the end of

Colorado Gives Day!

Colorado Gives Day! This year Denver Writes is part of Colorado Gives Day, which is Tuesday, December 5th. Colorado Gives Day is the biggest 24-hour giving movement in the state and one of the most successful giving days in the nation. Being part of Colorado Gives Day allows Denver Writes to have access to additional

Untitled – Arden

“She already moved,” she says. I clutch the letter in my hand, and  it crumples a bit. “Thank you, sorry.” I glance into the house, a husband prepares dinner, scooping rice out of a cooker onto glossy white plates. His wife stands in the doorway, waiting for someone who clearly doesn’t work for postal services

Icarus – Chris, 17

Last night I dreamed of Icarus   As he fell from the sky   After making headway   With wax wings to fly.   Last night I dreamed of freedom   In every shape and form   Because freedom   Is something given not born.   Last night I dreamed of fear   And the