This Is a Post About Writing...

...which would be something I should put in my journal with my name on it.

However, since it's about the ass-shattery of my writing group partners, and they read my writing blog, I thought it would be best to put it here where my name is not prominently displayed anywhere.

Ok, so here's the thing. I write a lot of narrative poems. Sometimes I write lyrics, but not often. They don't really interest me, and I like the confessional quality of narrative poems. My writing group does NOT like narrative poems as a rule. Which makes being in that writing group a pain in the butt.

Today, Group Member A nickle-and-dimed practically each line of the poem. Group Member B (a.k.a. Hot Shot Poet with a Balloon Head) said, "I've drawn a line here, and think you should cut the first four stanzas." Which was basically half the poem. Group Member C I have no complaints about--he usually makes good points and nearly always supports my poem against A & B. Which, as usual, he did again. And this is a Very Brilliant Professor Who Knows More About Poetry Than God.

Balloon Head is really getting on my nerves these days. She thinks just cuz she has a new book out and 2 chapbooks that her $hi+ don't stink. I'm sick, sick, sick of it.

As for Nickle-and-Dime guy--I like him as a person, but he really thinks he knows everything.

Bleah. I'm grumpy and tired. And the truth is, maybe my poems do need some work, but I don't think that just because they are in a different style from the other group members that that automatically makes them not worth a damn.