I took a chance on the local writer’s group and attended last Tuesday evening. The first woman who showed up told me I was the most attractive woman my age that she had seen in a long time. Now, who wouldn’t want to join such a group?
I was excited after that remark, but then she told me that the group members hadn’t been doing much writing–just chatting. Of course, I was disappointed about that remark because I am looking for a group that does serious critiquing. I convinced her to listen to my latest efforts, and she did give me some feedback. Then she read a one-page story about her early life, and I offered a few minor suggestions. She’s an amazing writer so I was reluctant to give her my opinion.
Three other members arrived a little late, and I read my short piece again. One member suggested that I was leaving a powerful story too soon and encouraged me to develop it with a little more description and emotion. Now, that’s the kind of feedback I’ve been hoping for.
All in all, I think I’m going to enjoy the group. It may be just what I’ve been looking for. I’ll definitely give it another try next Tuesday.