Writing and Peers and Stars
Last night I went to my writing workshop and it was my turn for a critique. I always dread critiquing days and I usually spend the day trying to think of ways to get out of going. But of course I always force myself to go and then I’m always relieved that no one makes me cry and then afterwards I’m actually grateful for having such intelligent and observant peers. So, once again I went through the process and I was more glad than ever that I decided to join the group. It’s nice to have a deadline, to have a regular reason to force myself out of the house, to connect with other writers, and with other people for that matter! I have a tendency to hole myself up sometimes.
Anyway, here’s a good picture for a Wednesday:
He’s just passed out after a three day rave.
