I meet with my writing group twice a month--on the first and third Wednesday. The WWWPs are the best at critique, in my opinion.
Recently, however, I became chair of a "teachers-as-writers" group. In past years, this group set up writing marathons, writing retreats, and so on. However, the only thing that really gets teachers writing is writing... and writing... and writing.
So, several of us formed a writing critique group, and now on the 1st and 3rd Tuesday we meet. (That means I'm in a critique group four nights a month. Yikes!)
There had been lots of discussion back and forth. What day? What time? And where?
One of the teachers has a connection with a bar and grill called Fergie's. (Her dad owns the place.) She claimed there was a private room that would probably be available. After double-checking, she reported that the private room was free, and we could have it for the perfect price. (I told you it was free. "Free" is a teacher's favorite phrase, second only to "snow day.")
This past Tuesday was our third time meeting. The funny thing is, the bar's regulars (and all the people there are regulars, it seems) along with the staff, are quite curious about what goes on behind our closed door. They ask the owner lots of questions. They interrogated us when we left tonight. The waitresses--more than one--kept coming in with offers that made me suspicious.
"Is that salt too coarsely ground for you?"
"Would you like me to wipe the water spots off your utensils?"
"Would you like me to peel your grapes?"
When I left on Tuesday, I told the owner, "I think you could make some extra money. Install a two-way mirror, and charge people to listen in on what we're doing." The group that was sitting with him got quite enthusiastic about the idea.
I have a feeling that what they think is going on in the private writers' room is a whole lot more exciting than the reality of it. But it is amusing...
What do they think is going on in the writers room?