A couple of times a month, I meet at a critique group at a coffee shop. We're all working on novels, short stories, or screen plays. We critique each others work and do some writing exercises, but more importantly, we cheer each other on and celebrate when somebody sells something.
Writing is a lonely business. Our relatives and non-artistic friends don't understand the process. When we working on a book, they want to know when it will be published, as if that were a given. When we sell something, we hear questions about how we're going to spend all that money. My February royalties will come to $2.10, so I won't be taking a cruise this year. Only other writers know what agonies and frustrations we face.
These twice a month meetings with friends keep us going.
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