I know what it’s like to love something so much you don’t want to share for fear it will change. Or there’ll be less for you. My friend Jade felt this way about the Yeah Write community, but shared anyway. Last summer she sent me the link in hushed tones and told me she’d been hoarding it for too long, because she’s “selfish like that.”
I haven’t hoarded the Yeah Write community, but I haven’t been upfront about the whole truth of it, either.
Yeah Write is not unlike marrying into a Greek family (based on my extensive research of Greek families via My Big Fat Greek Wedding). They’re a community with strong bonds, lots of opinions, and they cordially disput and celebrate like a boss. I’ve literarily had my cheeks pinched, my tush slapped, my heart flung across the continent, and my voice lost in the chorus of quality writing and reader love. Most of my 2012 crushes (aka: people I stalk) are from the Yeah Write community. They’re my tribe.
- Wanna read some of the fabooest stuff on the webs?
- Want some of the fabooest reading your writes?
- Wanna give and get weekly hugs and butt kicks?
- Wanna meet your future weekend getaway gang?
Then check out Yeah Write. What are you waiting for? GO. I dare you not to fall in love.
One writer is local, which is especially squee-worthy. So, go ahead and squee if you need to. I’ll wait.
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