I did a mind-map for The Suitor; it looks like a big beautiful black mess. I felt much lighter doing it.
A friend of mine visited a couple of days ago and reviewed some previous essays I wrote. He also looked over the beginning of Will and provided valuable insight. As he made suggestions and praised bits, I realized something: I missed this.
I missed having a writing buddy. My friend, Joe, and a few others used to look over all my work during high school. They were harsh, but kind. All the red marks the pen made was art. An inspiration to do better. I had fun being with people who felt as enthusiastic about writing as I did.
We’re no longer the same close writing group, however. But Joe and I are thinking of making one.
What are your experiences with critique groups?
