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I think I'm going to try and be brave and join a writer's group. This is fairly Big News for me, and knee-tremblingly scary as I AM Ms Recluse and if I had a cave I'd live in it. (And tell acolytes to sod off and stop bothering me)

So I found a couple. Norwich Writer's Circle and Cafe Writer's Both of which look worthy, and very scary.

My trouble is that I'm pretty shy, to start with, I'm a "you'll always find me in the kitchen at parties" sort of person. (mainly coz that where the vodka is) and I never seem to "fit in" with any sort of organised organisations. I joined a competition club a few years ago and felt awkward, joined a re-enactment society a year or so before that and didn't feel I fitted in - can't manage to enjoy myself at staff parties, well you know the drill. Or unless you are the life and soul - then no, you wouldn't.

What worries me about joining is that they are very very unlikely to have anyone writing my kind of fiction, and whilst I am not AT ALL ashamed of it, I always find it rather blushing to have someone ask me, "Oh, you write novels? How wonderful? What sort?"

On the flip side of that, I suppose is that by joining I'll be spreading the homoerotic love, but really, I'm sure people will be more horrified than interested. That being said, my mother who is, as you know, my greatest advocate, tells all her friends and relations about Standish and they have all said, from 30-to 80, "how lovely, I must buy a copy" and when I question her and say "You DID tell them what it was about, didn't you?" she says, "Yes, I have weird friends."

So tell me - have you ever joined one?  How did it go?

Oh - and BTW - I'm host today on [livejournal.com profile] torquere_social if you are interested in popping along and saying hello, or asking a question.

*grin*

Date: 2006-04-04 11:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] equani-tsula.livejournal.com
A couple years ago I dragged myself to the first meetup of the local Nanowrimo participants. We did that round table thing - and my proposed novel was either the murderous lesbians I've been piddling with forever, or a gay bdsm story. Yeah, in the middle of all those mamby pamby kiddie tales. The one male participant started practically drooling at me - LOL. (Had he actually read the lesbian story I mentioned he would have second thoughts) The little housewifey types jaws dropped and that was the last time they asked me for any sort of participation. ROFLMAO.

Anyway, after that they took to meeting at upscale yuppie clubs and such that I really couldn't afford to go to so that was the end of that.

I have zero desire to fit in. I'd like to be accepted and respected for who I am, because that is what I'll give to others. But here, nah, not happenin'. Let's just say that Oral Roberts (such a suggestive name, don't you think?) has his spekky college and such a mere 7 miles or so from my apartment.

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