Writer’s Anonymous
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3 min readJul 10, 2020
I walked into the room at the community center. They were a collection of baked goods and coffee, because a room full of writers wouldn’t stay civil for long without it.
Mitch, the de facto leader of the group, walked around collected any and all writing paraphernalia.
Quickly, the bag was full of laptops and Macbooks, Ipads, tablets of all kinds. One man was nearly physically forced to give up the…
