First meeting of creative writing group confirmed that:
1. Creative inspiration is a myth.
2. We are more brave between people who write as we do.
3. Everyone has got something interesting to share.
Below the text written thin 15 minutes at the meeting after taking one
I did it with deliberation. I chose white. How disappointed I was… White means anise. The taste which is associated with a fair stall. The taste of childhood. Today? Sweet, because it is a boiled sweet. But it even didn’t lie near anise. And instead of a parish fair is a priest who prints a list of inhabitants with information who contributed to a collection… Because for anise I was going to Osieka.