A New DWW

Excited about the big changes in my writer’s organization Detroit Working Writers. DWW for short. This group is 111 years old. It was the first women’s press club back in the days when male journalists did not let women into their club. We’ve been through many reincarnations since then. For a good while we were Detroit Women Writers, but when men came on board, we switched to the current name.

Since I’ve joined, we’ve done so much to update our non-profit historic group, beginning with the constitution. Then we decided to open our membership to emerging and student writers, so we re-wrote the application(s) to reflect our new inclusiveness. Best part, after a hiatus of several years, we are back in the conference business! September 15, 2012 at the Clinton-Macomb Pubic Library. So many of our wildly successful members have generously offered to hold workshops.

With the conference comes a writing competition. More on that as we work out details. What we know now is the competition will have cash prizes and the winners will be announced at the conference. Oh, did I say I was chairing this event? Email me any questions and please consider joining DWW. We have much to offer writers at all stages of their game.

 

Writer’s Conference

Saturday October 8, I’ll be joining a panel of indie authors to talk about the digital revolution at the Rochester Writer’s Conference in my old stomping grouds of Oakland University. Went to grad school there, taught freshman comp there, and attended several DWW conferences there. Now I’m part of the conference and a member of DWW. How the world turns. I would love it if you are a writer living in the metro Detroit area and are able to attend the conference. If you do, please come up and introduce yourself to me. I love meeting other writers face to face.

Save the Date

The creative writing  class I teach at MCC is already half over. I’m having fun with these people. They are writing and sharing wonderful words, all without the usual drama of “oh I hate to read out loud.” They are smart, mature, well-mannered (in other words the opposite of most of the classes I’ve taught in my 20 years on the job). They engage with me and with each other in a spontaneous and generous way.

I have never been in the presence of so much talent in one classroom. Everyone is so good. They get what I’m trying to show them. This never happens. Ever! There’s always someone, or more likely several someones, who write the same bad love poem devoid of imagery or imagination  over and over, or turn in a lame story ripped off an old CSI episode. 

Not this class. This class is the best group I’ve ever had. I know I’ve said that before! Some classes are just magic. I’m enjoying these writers and consider it a privilege to lead them on this part of their writing journey.

For several years I’ve toyed with the idea of teaching in my community. I wasn’t sure how that would look. But now I am getting a clearer picture. The face of what I think of as “teaching” is about to change. I want the magic every time now.

When I was promoting my book a few years ago, I did a two evening lecture on writing at my local library. To my great astonishment, lots of people turned up to hear what I had to say. I imagined having a DWW conference there, because the set up is perfect. But every time I brought up the idea of a conference at a DWW meeting, it got shot down.

Not this year! I’m chair of the DWW conference committee AND my library has agreed to host us. Save the date. September 15, 2012.