As a member of several writers groups, I enjoy spontaneous writing sessions.
Basically, someone suggests a word, image or uses a picture and asks the group to write for 5-10 minutes about the suggested word or image.
I am always surprised by what I write and then I am surprised at the various perspectives from other writers.
Since, I come from a journalistic background, I tend to be straightforward in my writing, but I find in spontaneous writing sessions, I am a bit more creative.
Here is a sample from a recent Scribes of Our Times' spontaneous writing session. The image was raspberries.
Raspberries
It's the bumps that fascinate me and the amazement that a fruit can be so red.
It is so soft, it melts in your mouth.
The taste migrates from sour into sweetness to end with a tang.
Raspberries are rare to me. While I know they are plentiful to others, it is like a jewel that I want to keep.
Raspberries are mysterious. Blackberries are familiar. Blueberries are little treats.
But, raspberries come from a foreign place, even if it's just next door.
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