Yesterday was the first meeting this year for our Writers' Group. We seem to be going from strength to strength, as we now have twelve members and almost all of them contribute each month.
We meet in The Golden Lion in our little town. There was a bright log fire blazing, the wall lights were on (we meet at 10am) and there was a cosy atmosphere. It costs us nothing to meet there except the cup of tea or coffee we all buy - and this is very welcome half way through the proceedings.
This month's topic was Open Manuscript and we had such interesting things - short stories, poems, humorous articles and parts of novels, and there was good discussion on each piece. I think this is due to our having a good strong chairwoman who really keeps things moving. It is so easy when listening to a piece of writing to go off at a tangent and say, "Oh I remember when such and such happened to me!"
Next month's topic is "A Ghost Story", which I find a bit daunting. But it is always good to have the imagination stretched and last night, thinking about it after I had gone to bed, I remembered how my mother always kept a piece of crochet that her mother had been doing when she died at the relatively early age of 58 and I thought of the bare bones of a story I could write around that. So watch this space - I might try it out in blogland first.