Hey fellow writers! I went to a Speakeasy last night. I feel bad that I didn't ask my friend to go with me. I thought I'd missed it, that it was on Friday, and all of a sudden, I was able to go. But, it's monthly - and in February - maybe we can go together. Oh my gosh, you guys. I read the poem I just wrote about my mom this week after Monday's podcast.
These are some of the love notes I received from the audience after the first round.
I am floored by the amount of support, attentiveness, and holding space that was in that room.
This gets me really excited about our Writer's Cozy later today.
Artists in community mean so much!