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Wednesday, May 6, 2020

IWSG May - A New Society

Hello there!

Whether you’re just passing through, or looking for a comfortable online group in which to share your writing journey, you’ve come to the right place! The Insecure Writer’s Support Group offers resources, tips, timely news, how-to’s, and don’t do’s – all the support we writers can use to make the most of our craft.
We meet on the 1st Wednesday of every month. Feel free to browse around and mingle. As in the words of IWSG founder and “Cassa Series,” author Alex Cavanaugh, “Your words may be the encouragement someone else needs” Join us!

This month’s gracious co-hosts are:   Feather Stone, Beverly Stowe McClure, Mary Aalgaard, Kim Lajevardi, and Chemist Ken!

This month’s Optional Question is:  Do you have any rituals that you use when you need help getting into the ‘ZONE’? Care to share?

As for me:

I am pleased to report that I accepted and survived the April Blogging A to Z Challenge this year. With things the way they are these days, Lord only knows what I would have been writing about last month.  Of course, it wouldn’t be the first time an award-winning novel was born of seeds of discontent and hardship.

Case in point: John Steinbeck, who on this day in 1940 won the Pulitzer for “Grapes of Wrath,” a fiction so full of unacceptable truths it practically had to scream and kick its way to success.
I find it much easier – as well as prudent - to talk about problems once they’re solved, not while the difficulty remains. That’s why I chose historic trivia as my blogging challenge theme, an entire world of subjects PR safe with problems already solved ;-)

Typically, stories come to me the way storms roll in from a distance - with just enough will-it-get-here tease that I grab a glass of sweet tea and the laptop, and feverishly type till the air itself turns electric and my hair starts to frizz. It’s exhilarating!

But there are times, like now, for instance when my muse has picked up all her (my?) pieces and gone on home without me. Great.  I’ve burned my favorite candle (John Steinbeck, of course) down to the metal plate, and was pondering the possibility of human hibernation when the most delightful bit of inspiration came to me in the form of a postcard in the mail, snail mail, no less.

I couldn’t wait to reply!

I’ve sent off a few cards to those I think would enjoy. I bet even mail carriers enjoy delivering these pleasant surprises.  If societal change is inevitable, let’s make an old one new again. The Friendship Maintenance Society.  Why not pass it around?  How about answering one of those questions for me, in the comment section?