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LJ vs. writing group

Before I leave on Thursday, I'm supposed to make sure to get the latest installment of the short story I'm working on e-mailed off to my writing group so that V. can share it with the rest of the group in my absence. It's very nice to have a group of writers to spend time with. I have to write well to keep my reputation there as one of the sharpest cookies. (I think that metaphor's hopelessly mixed.) It's nice to have a grown-up envying my knack for writing something instant to fit a theme. Writing in an online journal, while good practice, does tend to make me lazy about honing my words, because I'm not going to get critiqued on being coherent.
(From an e-mail to Mama)
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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