So I have discovered that I share my work on my blog for a reason. I can share my writing online because I can’t see the people who read my work. If they don’t like it, I usually don’t know about it. I can’t read their expressions or see their body language. Trying to share in a group of people right in front of you is so intimidating. I start out confident and by the time they get to me I am a scared little girl, cowering in a deep corner of my mind.
I know I need this writing group because, as wonderful as all my readers and fellow flash writers are, they are usually only pointing out the good things in my stories. It’s a great confidence booster, but I know that some of the stories I submit are lacking something or could use some help with structure or delivery. Constructive criticism would be beneficial in my growth as a writer.
The people in this writing group are great at pointing out things that need improvement. It’s all constructive and not at all judgy or bashing. But with my obsessive nature I know that once they pick apart a story of mine, especially if it’s one I’m proud of, I will dwell on it for
days weeks. It will consume me and I don’t know If I will be able to continue it. I fear my original feeling about the story will change thus making it impossible for me to finish. (This is why I can’t write a novel. I’m a mood writer. When my mood changes so does my writing.)
I have been to three meetings now and still have not shared anything. They may be wondering if I can really write at all. I always leave thinking that my work is so “immature” compared to theirs. I know it will do me good to share, I just don’t want to see my worked torn apart, ya know?