One can start to wonder sometimes whether an old endeavor is still worth it. Like, say, a writer's group that one has been involved with for 13 or so years.
Then, something happens like last night. I went in, not having written a _word_ on the new project for days. Spent a few hours critiquing, laughing (_hard_ we're hilarious when we get going), discussing and debating with my comrades-in-letters, and on the way home got hit by several ideas that not only broke the logjam in the beginning of the current project, but will give me a lovely, dramatic ending for the _next_ project.
Here's to the Untitled Writers Group! We are most _definitely_ worth it.
Sarah Z.
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