A writers group can be a valuable tool for a writer. I have been a part of a writers group for years. Sadly, that group has dwindled down to just three members including myself. Nevada is a very transient state. People move away all the time. Also, since our group was by and large older, many members have passed away.
I’ve gotten emails from another writers group over the years. This is one that is actually in my home town (I have to travel to another nearby city for my group). It is very large and organized. Over the years I’ve heard some criticism of this group. They charge large yearly dues, and they offer very little feedback to their members.
However, since I had the time, and they were meeting not far from my house, I decided to go check them out. They were meeting in a local coffee shop. I went in and saw the meeting room. As it was still ten minutes before the start, I stopped at the order counter for a drink. They had fancy wines, fancy beers, and fancy coffees. I don’t drink any of those things, and they didn’t have soft drinks, so I turned to the tea menu. They had ten kinds, and I had heard of exactly one of them. So, I ordered iced Earl Grey. It was five bucks. I tipped two. I was given my drink, dropped some sweetener in it and turned back to the meeting room. It was still two minutes before the scheduled start of the meeting.
The door had been shut, but not just any door– a huge metal sliding door. I kid you not. It was like the door to get into the computer lab in Tron. There was no sign saying “Writer’s Group” or “visitors welcome” or anything. So, I turned and left.
To add insult to injury, the tea was so bad, I threw it away.