by Whitney Carter
I can’t count the number of times someone told me to join a writer’s group. And every time, I’d think, “Yeah, that’s a good idea. I’m gonna go look for one.” And then every time without fail I’d stall somewhere between the idea and actually going. The closest groups are too far away, they’re too small, they’re too big, they’re not focused on my genre, this person organizing the whole thing looks mean. The justifications were endless, but ultimately they came down to one thing: fear.
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