Amateur Hour

I actually went. I got off my lazy, introverted behind, and went to the Creative Writer’s workshop, held by the local bookstore owner (shoutout to Jay at A New Chapter: Books and More).

I’m so happy I did. There were a dozen of us, in attendance, and from what I gathered from Jay, the group has been meeting monthly, for some time. Though the group was all women, with the exception of Jay, they were women from all walks of life, all ages, and of very unique experiences.

The writing exercise was a blast. We were each given a random picture, furnished by another of the group members, an artist who is also a local librarian (shoutout to Setou B), and an equally random title, supplied by Jay. The exercise was to make the two mesh into a short story, poem, or snippet. It was challenging. The biggest challenge turned out to be reading my own handwriting, in the end.

The conversation after everyone had shared was lively. Thankfully, it wasn’t over my head. I plan to go again, next month.