Literature community project set to launch in Pembrokeshire
Little Grebe Creative CIC has been awarded £20,000 from the National Lottery Community Fund to launch the "Love Through Literature" project.
The initiative aims to bring people together through stories.
The project will offer free activities such as creative writing workshops, storytelling sessions, and filmmaking opportunities.
The goal is to celebrate the voices, experiences, and imaginations of Pembrokeshire's diverse communities.
Kerry Curson, project manager of Little Grebe Creative CIC, said: "We believe stories are the heartbeat of every community.
"This project is about listening, sharing, and celebrating the beautiful diversity of Pembrokeshire through literature and the arts."
The project will culminate in the creation of a short film and a published short story anthology, both featuring the stories and voices of those involved.
At the heart of "Love Through Literature" is a commitment to diversity, inclusion, and representation.
The CIC is actively reaching out to individuals from a wide range of cultural, social, and linguistic backgrounds to ensure that the project reflects the full spectrum of Pembrokeshire's community life.
Whether participants are seasoned storytellers or completely new to the craft, "Love Through Literature" offers a welcoming and supportive space for connection, creativity, and collaboration.
For updates, event information, and opportunities to get involved, visit the Little Grebe Creative website.
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