Today I am singing the praises of writer's groups.
Fortunately for all of you, this will be a silent sing. I'm not much of a singer. In fact I have quite a phobia of singing in front of others--thanks to my two sisters who always told me to shut up! (They are both quite good singers.) Funny that I help at church with the children's singing and I have to sing in front of them EVERY Sunday.
But I digress. This is about writer's group and not long held phobias. Writer's groups are awesome (really I shouldn't be talking for all writer's groups--I've only had experience with this one group). My group helps in amazing ways.
I haven't done any serious writing (blogging is not serious writing, no matter what they say) in several months. I have drug my feet, entered big fat zero's every week for the contest, and in general just felt uninspired. In fact, I almost decided that I wasn't cut out to be a writer and I was going to quit the art all together.
Then my fabulous writer's group came to my rescue (without even knowing that they were rescuing me). We are going to the Writer's For Charity Con on Saturday and part of it is presenting page one of your YA and getting a critique. One fabulous Inker suggested that I get page one ready from one of my ideas. The idea came before my writing fast and it is a beauty.
Yesterday I sat down and started writing again. It was no Golden Pen by any means, but it felt GOOD. I had forgotten how good it feels to write. Words flowing, creating a moment--it was beautiful. Creating is what we are for, and I had almost given it up.
So, thank you Inkers for saving me--hopefully someday I can return the challenge.