Wasn’t sure what to expect.
Got a Facebook message a couple of weeks ago, asking if I would be interested in a writers group getting started at our library. Only three other people expressed an interest in coming, so I thought maybe I had the wrong room when I walked through the door and saw 9 people.
They ranged in age from 18 to late 70’s, 4 men and 7 women.
Description of the group was: ” a low pressure, open group for people with an interest in creative-self expression…provide a supportive forum of like minded people to provide encouragement and helpful feedback…whatever level of proficiency. age or level of interest, you are welcome to come and either share your piece (of writing) or listen to what people are working on….such as narrative therapy, prose, poetry, short story, blogging, family history/ memoirs, journaling, comedy, Obituaries, etc.”
When it came time to share writing samples….all I can say is WOW.
It touched me deeply.
One girl, I put her at about 18, had written something on grief. She’d lost her mom when she was 16, and wrote an essay on what not to say to someone who’s dealing with loss.
Another person had written about his recent experience dealing with their autistic daughter having a melt down in public.
It was raw.
I did share a portion of a blog post I’d written back in 2014 on why you don’t want to move to Iowa. 🙂
At the time, Hillary Clinton had come to town for the Democratic primaries… Our local newpaper editor was on a bus with a bunch of reporters from the east coast. She heard quite a bit of mocking derision about our community, and the Midwest in general. That stirred the following in me:
I’m already looking forward to the next meeting.
I guess if I came away with anything it was this….
I need to decide if I have any long term writing goals. 🙂
Well, better get moving. Starting a new duplex this morning and I need to get some breakfast. Take care. DM