“Please don’t judge my poem that stinks.”; or, Why the Overtly Self-Conscious Writer is Detrimental to Workshop

While talking with another writer recently, I admitted that I re-read my own poems often, not just to see if they need to be revised, but to admire them. She indulges in this self-admiration too, she admitted. And if I were to guess, I’d say most if not all writers do it. After all, the … Continue reading “Please don’t judge my poem that stinks.”; or, Why the Overtly Self-Conscious Writer is Detrimental to Workshop