There are lots of things I keep meaning to do lately, but never seem to get around to actually doing. That’s particularly true when it comes to my writing community. It seems there’s always something else more pressing (deadlines, soccer games, homework help, actual sleep) or that requires the same financial resources (again, soccer fees, dance classes, dog kibble).
But supporting other writers — and finding that kind of support for myself — is so essential. Before my novel was published, it was amazing to connect with other writers who were struggling to create the best story they could, to find an agent and then a publisher. And getting to know those writers, watching them launch their own novels out into the world, has been a wonderful experience. It’s also been pretty cool to get to know some people who have been down this path before me, some of whom I’ve admired for years.
So this month, before the holiday madness truly starts, and my resources start going toward other essentials (like dog kibble, again — the Slobbering Beast can eat! — or books and toys for the kids) I’m going to carve out a chunk just for me. Here’s what I plan to do in November:
Renew my membership at Grub Street. I constantly tell people about this fabulous writing resource in Boston, but somehow I’ve let my own dues slip. Whoops!
Join the Women’s Fiction Writers Association. This is a new group I’ve been eyeing and meaning to join for a while, but haven’t found the time.
Purchase/preorder several books by authors I know. (If you are interested in which ones, I’ve linked to and mentioned them on my FB author page recently.) They are all great authors at different stages of their careers, and I want to make sure they all have the chance to keep writing. (Oh, heck. You’re not going to click, are you? Fine. I’ll make it easy.
Joshilyn Jackson’s Someone Else’s Love Story
S.A. Laybourn’s Christopher’s Medal
Therese Walsh’s The Moon Sisters
Is your money aligned with your mouth these days? Tell me how, please.