My creative writing group had their first meeting on Tuesday. I walked into the cafe not knowing what to expect, hoping I would have some time to compose myself and ready myself mentally for bringing this together, but one girl had already arrived. Thrown right into the thick of it I stumbled through introductions with smiles and an awkward clunkiness to my mind. Thankfully all the people who came were wonderful.
We sat and talked about where we wanted the group to go, and I asked everyone to consider personal goals for themselves to reach by the end of the month.
I had been worried about people being unable to find the cafe, that seems to be the common drawback for nifty cafes, they tuck away too well. A few people did arrive late, but we got them up to speed, sharing what we had done so far and asking their opinions. Seven people, including myself arrived, just enough so, thus far, I have not forgotten anyone's name. The cafe was wonderful, we had a fabulous room to ourselves with vintage designs and wooden tables - a perfect writers' hub. We then went over time just talking, so all together, I think we did well. This week we'll all try to compose our own spoken poem, and I can't wait to see what everyone comes up with. Our local paper, thus far, has done a story, which again may attract new members, and soon I might put some photos on this blog.
One of the biggest keys to being creative, they say, is to surround yourself with creative people. My biggest hope is that each of us will be able to feed off of each other to enrich our work and come up with splendid pieces.
Should be interesting!
