This group meets at the Moncton Library ever Saturday morning except in the summers. I thought about going last year, but I spent every Saturday morning (almost every morning) writing and had no time whatsoever for a writers group. However, now that I'm not working under too much of a deadline, except for a cookbook, I think I have time for such a group, if I enjoy it.
Who will I meet? Published writers? Wannabee published writers? Excellent writers? Writers who try hard? Writers who lay awake on their pillow wondering just how to arrange the words in a sentence to entice the reader to turn the page? Welcoming writers? Encouraging writers? Intimidating writers?
What will we do? A ten minute freewrite and share? Discuss our current writing project? Critique? Drink coffee? Discuss our WIPs? Listen to an author share his/her ideas?
What should I take with me? I don't have a laptop. I guess I'll be my old-fashioned self and take a notebook and pen. And my library card. If I don't like the group I'll head out to the reference section.
Will I like the group? Always a wonder, isn't it, when you try something new and meet new people.
Will their be assignments? Can I tackle one more project? I need more hours in the day. This is day eighteen of reviving my blog. I think its the last day of writing every day. The dust is building up into something solid. I am not devoting much time to Riverbank and the Moore family tree. Housework? What's that? Actually I have started the fall cleaning, but I only do a corner at a time. I could do more. My dog needs more walks. I'll still be writing it - just not every day. I hope I have begun a habit. Who knows? If there are assignments, I might do them on my blog. We shall see.
Biggest question of all: what to wear? I'd better go figure it out. I'm so glad to have a fashion consultant. I'll keep you posted with a ps later today.
P.S. I'm back. As I already suspected, it didn't matter what I wore, except it was coolish. We were a group of six, including me. What they did was critiqe a bit of writing that we were working on, and that appears to be what it is about. As I didn't know what to expect, I didn't take any writing, so I just told them what I was up to. Six people: six different genres. One is already published with her first romance novel and is working on her second. I liked her little story. One has some published short stories in a magazine, and read her recent work which may or may not go into her waitress and the alcoholic story she is writing, and about made us cry. One guy called the guy next to him darling. He writes psychological stuff and is about ready to publish first book in the USA. Guy next to him writes futuristic stuff and didn't seem to mind being called darling. He read his short story and it was funny and well done, even though I'm not generally interested in that kind of thing. He stuttered, but did not stutter at all when reading, and read well, giving each character their own voice. Next lady wrote an 80's story, psychedelic and mind altering and aliens and being alienated. It was a little hard to follow, and ended with an altogether different character.
Will I go back? I'll think about it. Not next week, as I have genealogy meeting then, but maybe the week after.
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