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Writers Anyone?

Published September 13, 2012 by Ms. Nine

Sometimes I view my writing as a silly folly.  Truthfully, I don’t  know what it means to be a writer.  What does a writer look like, act like, or think like? Can I play the part convincingly? I went to a writers’ Meetup group to find out.

In the corner of a Barnes and Noble, a group of writers set folding chairs in a circle.  Some of them brought copies of their work to share, others came to listen and critique.  The group’s moderator, a quiet and thoughtful man, invited members to introduce themselves.

I took notes.  Here were people who wrote poetry, short stories, screen plays, memoirs, essays, and novels.  None of them admitted to being a blog writer (including me).  I wondered why.

For this meeting, writers brought flash or short works (1000 words or less).  I brought a blog entry that fit the specs. For the next few hours, we shared and critiqued each other.  The process takes courage, love, and spot-on feedback.

Toward the end of the meeting. the moderator reminded members to give him their web addresses.  So that’s why no one admitted to being a blog writer – having a blog is a given.  Gosh, I’m  dumb. The moderator wanted to promote them on the MeetUp message board.  Nice perk, right?

I know I have a lot to learn about being a writer.  But at this Meetup, I learned that writers are real people just like me.

If you’ve ever tried a writers’ group, what was it like for you?

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Addicted

Published July 19, 2012 by Ms. Nine

 

Blogger Addiction

I wonder if I’ll ever just write a post and forget about it.  Will I ever stop looking at the numbers? Will my heart stop skipping beats whenever the comment tag flashes? This blogging thing had infiltrated my brain wirelessly, silently, invisibly.  Deadly.  I spend more time writing my blog and watching my stats than I do writing my wip.  Bad.

And don’t mention the reader aspect.  I love to read other writers’ blogs!  I have books, real books, which are gathering dust on my nightstand, but the fascinating work of on-line writers is too compelling.  So I thought… What if I stopped for a week?  What if I tore myself away from the internet?  Would I wither away and die? Would I collapse?  Would I fall into a crevasse?  I can’t imagine the unthinkable.  How would I navigate the new world of writing?

I took the test and I’m 74% addicted.  It’s time to take action! So I tell myself to get faster at writing.  Multitask.  For today, my laptop is open for me to work on my wip and my desktop is open to my stat page.  I’m going to chart my progress.

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Don’t read this.  It’s too scary.  Addiction or Conviction?

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