MetaWriting

I remember now why I write.  Just got back from the DFW Writer’s Workshop, and listening to a new young writer, Jamie Lavish, who’s writing a financial thriller, reminded me why I miss writing so much.  That intense sense of accomplishment when someone you respect compliments you on a turn of phrase or your dialogue, and even when they see the bits you missed is such a rush in so many ways.  And I remembered why I go to the Workshop–listening to Daryl, who has such a wicked sense of humor, and watching him stretch away from reality and into fiction.  Listening to Steve, who has such a deft sense of language and place in Quaver’s Quest.  Amazing… my friends, who write like nobody’s business.

I love the Workshop, and missed it while I was away.  I was so pleased when Don invited me back, and hope I can be of some use.  I know I’ll be there on Wednesdays, short of death or disease, for the foreseeable future. 

Time to think about writing about writing again - I think the last time I started something like this I called it “Laundering my Maunderings” or something to that effect.  Luckily, it’s gone away…

I have only recently rejoined the DFW Writers’ Workshop, after about nine months away.  Long enough to birth a new career at [editor's note: removed the name of the university where I worked - see June 8, 2006 post]. 

Am loving my new job - and loving being back at the Workshop.  They’re a good bunch of folks, they always accept me with open arms, and I’ve agreed to write the newsletter once more.  Here’s hoping this year will be a better year for the newsletter!

This intro is just that - I’ll be writing more here about writing. I’m struggling with a couple of things at the moment.  One of them starts, “Once upon a time there was a princess who did not know she was fat.”  That’s actually as far as I’ve gotten… ***sigh***

More later.