Do we really need to be a part of a herd? In this case, a herd is people with the common desire of writing and herding according to what we write. I used to think so, immensely enjoyed the group even tho dues and such where steep (had to belong to another organization to pay to belong to another) and meeting were far away. Loved the people, but did I need the herd? No. In this day of uber-connecting and trying to find our perfect niche, We abandon ourselves a little each time.
Of course, someone will then come along and create-another niche for us. We need to make our own paths, know ourselves better than we do, and stay true. Pavlov would be proud at how we sometimes jump to the sound of the newest thing.
Read about other people who share your passion, what little they had was used to get their work out there.
The foremost that comes to mind is, Debbie Macomber. There are many more, it is just that I have met her.
We need to cull our herds and focus on our passion.
If this means sequestering ourselves away with many pots of coffee and then many pots of chamomile tea to counteract the insanity the caffeine overload has left in its wake, well hey so be it.
What brought this on? Invites to three new groups all with per-requisites of joining other groups and all with dues. Um, newsflash Photographers, writers, artists- not wealthy.
All I have of value is my imagination and it is priceless.
I am not saying don’t socialize or as writers don’t go and hang out with other writers (do miss that), but don’t make it a club.