I giggle and stick my tongue out at him. "Writer stuff."
"Tell me something I don't know." He looks at me as he always does. I can almost see the thoughts floating behind his eyes.
I love her. But she's a strange creature.
I wink at him return my gaze to the screen in front of me. The only way I can survive watching the television is by staying busy. My hands are always doing something, keeping my mind occupied in the dead minutes when nothing on the screen can hold my interest.
My fingers start hitting the keys. One eye on the draft I'm trying to finish–a deep POV rewrite of a classic fairy tale from my childhood–and one eye monitoring the mayhem that goes on in the general channel of The Writers' Block.
The What-Now?
The Writers' Block. It's an online writers' community that I help moderate. We're basically a big bunch of crazy book geeks. Spread out all over the world, we focus on helping each other improve our writing skills. We have members on every continent and in every time zone. Activity on our chatting server on Discord never slows down and we like it that way.
We brainstorm together, review each other's drafts, and we pretty much have the craziest of conversations.
We also have a monthly book club where people can participate to study a certain book, and a writers' workout where we assign weekly exercises for those who wish to enter.
Most of us have a Steem account, but it's not mandatory.
We welcome writers from all over the world, from every discipline involving the written word, and from every skill or experience level.
Are you a writer too? Looking for kindred spirits? Feel free to come and pay us a visit.
Hugs
Jasmine
