There’s a poem in between those statements.

I moved about eight weeks ago and had to say goodbye to my decade-long membership in a Madison, Wisconsin, writing group Tuesdays with Story. They were smart, supportive, and insightful when reviewing peer submissions.

I need a writer’s group for a few reasons:  deadline, feedback, motivation, and commiserating with like minds.  Assuming any two writers have like minds.

Thursday I’m planning to attend my first meeting of a writer’s group in my new hometown of Green Valley. I’m nervous like it’s the first day of school coming up! Where is my Monkees® notebook?  What should I wear?  Will they like me?  Can I pay attention to them and stop thinking about me?!!

I realize I have to write a poem about this.

The Poetry Foundation site has a cool compilation of Back to School poems.