Writing is so often romanticized as a solitary, mysterious act that each author does for themselves, by themselves. Alone in her attic, Jo March scribbles furiously upon her pages. Shakespeare breaks another quill nib on his parchment as he desperately seeks ‘the muse.’ But is the lonely writer life really all it’s cracked up to… Continue reading What’s Up With Writing Groups, Anyway?
Alyson Grauer 