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A Safe Place

A safe place for me is more about whom than where.

It’s Tuesday evening, which often means writing with the Get-it-Done, then Published Writing Group, at Eclipse Chocolat on El Cajon Blvd. 3 of 5 of us are here this evening; 1 of us is moving to D.C. in a few weeks. I don’t know that that means we’ll have an opening we want to fill. It may mean just that we are 1 less, or it may mean that we’re using Skype to keep our group in tact. We’ve used it before; we can use it again.

The GID-P group @ Eclipse
Get it Done Writing Group

Our group germinated during writing classes given by San Diego Writers, Ink and after the 2010 Blazing Laptops Write-a-thon, Brian suggested we establish a formal, ongoing group. New members were invited after a week long summer “camp” taught by T. Greenwood. Initially, we named ourselves the Get-It-Done Writing Group. But, as we gained experience and began submitting our works to various anthologies, we upgraded the name to the more optimistic Get-It-Published Writing Group.

We have submitted pieces to the SDWI anthology, A Year in Ink, Volumes 4 and 5; So Say We All’s anthology Last Night on Earth, The Paris Revue, and a few poetry foundations. Our pieces run from science fiction to fiction to poetry to historical fiction to memoir. 3 of us are currently awaiting notification from the to-be-published-in-February A Year in Ink, Vol. 5. Dylan was invited to and read her poetry at the “The Fab & Furious Queer Circus of Dastardly  Delights” held in conjunction with Pride week here in San Diego, put on by SDWI and SSWA. 2 of us have pieces accepted by SSWA for inclusion in the Last Night on Earth anthology. It’s exciting. It’s nerve-racking. It’s fun.

Initially, we began the group to establish accountability. The idea being a set appointment is easier to keep and, like work-out buddies, knowing someone is expecting you forces regularity. Also, writers know it’s almost impossible to write at home: there are children to look after, spouses to entertain, dishes to wash, and phones ringing. We arranged scheduled writing times and visited different establishments, trying out the right combination of quiet, location, and time of day.

In the course of writing, and reading and critiquing each others’ work, we have become quite comfortable with each other. We’re learning each others’ stories, developing an easy intimacy, in fact. This group and these people have become, for me, a safe place to be.