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About the Workshops
Some Blind Alleys workshops are unique, fun, and demanding creative writing courses that expose students to great writing – classic and contemporary – week after week. They are literature courses for people interested in writing. Read more.
Praise for the Workshops
"Greg Baxter is an essayist and fiction writer with a mission: to get Dubliners reading good literature."
- The Dubliner
Best Creative Writing Course
Best of Dublin 2010
“There are many people who teach creative writing, but in my opinion Greg Baxter is the best we have in Ireland. He always gives brilliant advice, he is consistent, he is rigorous and he is inspiring. There is no better place to go, whether you want to start writing, or continue writing, or improve your writing – fiction or non-fiction – than Some Blind Alleys.
-Carlo Gébler
Author, A Good Day For A Dog
“Greg Baxter’s courses are unlike any other creative writing courses I’ve ever heard of: they are better. If you don’t like being challenged, the Some Blind Alleys courses are not for you. If you do, they may change your life.”
-Brendan Barrington
Editor, Dublin Review
Senior Editor, Penguin Ireland
“Something – maybe a breeze or a hurricane – is happening in Irish writing – when was the last time anyone said that? – thanks to Greg Baxter. His impatience for flimsy writing won’t win him the love of fiction’s shitchurners, but young scribes have taken note.”
-Le Cool
- The Dubliner
Best Creative Writing Course
Best of Dublin 2010
“There are many people who teach creative writing, but in my opinion Greg Baxter is the best we have in Ireland. He always gives brilliant advice, he is consistent, he is rigorous and he is inspiring. There is no better place to go, whether you want to start writing, or continue writing, or improve your writing – fiction or non-fiction – than Some Blind Alleys.
-Carlo Gébler
Author, A Good Day For A Dog
“Greg Baxter’s courses are unlike any other creative writing courses I’ve ever heard of: they are better. If you don’t like being challenged, the Some Blind Alleys courses are not for you. If you do, they may change your life.”
-Brendan Barrington
Editor, Dublin Review
Senior Editor, Penguin Ireland
“Something – maybe a breeze or a hurricane – is happening in Irish writing – when was the last time anyone said that? – thanks to Greg Baxter. His impatience for flimsy writing won’t win him the love of fiction’s shitchurners, but young scribes have taken note.”
-Le Cool
