Writers' groups. Ah, the siphoned equanimity of the years....

...when born of wisdom, delivered by the angels themselves. Had a first meeting of a writers' group at the spacious Vierk mansion last night. We sent the dozen servants home early. Biscottis. lollipops and mild stimulants. Guests ( several) seemed pleased. Personality features sure often group together, no? One lady immediately assumed control of what was merely meant to be a get to know planning social. She had us all writing 1500 word pieces, each reading these to the group, for helpful input. After all this, I expected daisy cutter critique, mostly from her. But all were actually gentle and helpful. But she also had us read a but from a favorite author as well. Most read poetry, ---I chose Walden. After which she said---ah, all old white men. At this point, knowing myself, if decades earlier, I would have unloaded on her about such an ageist, racist and sexist comment. And if it occurs at the next meeting (yes, I'll go to at least a few more), I may. But I simply smiled, and let it pass. If the shoe were on the other foot, and all had read from older black female poets, and someone had made a comment in kind, well, many of us know how these things go. Or?
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Aren't most writers gearing up for wossname NANOWRIMO at the moment?

Don't tell the bossy lady where the next meeting is grin
Thanks, MF. Well, she was bossy. I'm trying not to react so negatively with difficult people, but sometimes it's the right thing to do. And I don't have a clue about those two things.
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