On one evening a month for the last eighteen months, I’ve been fortunate enough to spend three or four hours with these amazing women (and a few others not pictured). We originally met as part of the 2014 Raleigh-Durham production of Listen To Your Mother. We fell in love with each other and with our individual and shared stories, and we began to meet monthly to workshop our writing together. We bring pieces that we’re working on, read them aloud, and give each other feedback and encouragement. And the feedback and encouragement is not just about writing–we’ve shared some of the hardest moments of our lives with one another, whether we’ve written them down or not.
I never dreamed back in January of 2014 when I hit “submit” on my Listen To Your Mother entry that I’d be so lucky as to emerge from the experience with not only a new career direction but a new set of very dear women friends. I spent another few hours with them tonight and left, as always, feeling inspired and motivated to keep writing. They are among my biggest cheerleaders and most helpful critics.
I’m grateful for them. I’m literally not quite sure where I’d be in my writing life right now without them.
(P.S. I’m going to be without internet for the next two days, so while I hate to shirk on NaBloPoMo, I’ll be grateful for a technology-induced break. Back on Sunday!)