Purpose: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds!
Posting: The first Wednesday of every month is officially Insecure Writer’s Support Group day. Post your thoughts on your own blog. Talk about your doubts and the fears you have conquered. Discuss your struggles and triumphs. Offer a word of encouragement for others who are struggling. Visit others in the group and connect with your fellow writer – aim for a dozen new people each time – and return comments. This group is all about connecting! Be sure to link to this page and display the badge in your post. And please be sure your avatar links back to your blog!
Let’s rock the neurotic writing world!
Twitter handle is @TheIWSG hashtag is #IWSG.
Every month, we announce a question that members can answer in their IWSG Day post. These questions may prompt you to share advice, insight, a personal experience or story. Include your answer to the question in your IWSG post or let it inspire your post if you are struggling with something to say. Remember, the question is optional!!!
September 2 question – If you could choose one author, living or dead, to be your beta partner, who would it be and why?
Good morning, Insecure Writers of the world! Are you ready for some support?
So, shoot me – this is an old song, a yesteryear Youtube for a Monday night TV show that is no longer with us… While it may not seem germane to you, it is to me. You see, I write while my husband watches sports… Writing is a silent sport, so it suits his purposes just fine. The compatibility of opposites underpins a happy marriage.
IF I was able to choose a writing partner, I’d skip Hemmingway, Fitzgerald, and Pat Conroy. I’d select my mother.
My mother, the collegiate English major, subrogated her talents to being a ’50s wife and mother. She cooked supper (Hoosier term) and did endless loads of laundry. She claimed that the best tan she ever had were the summers my younger siblings wore in diapers and she hung them on the line to dry.
Yup, cloth diapers, swished in the toilet in the one bathroom in the house… ‘the ’50s.
I can’t wait to find out your preferred writing partner, peeps of the Insecure Writers Support group.