Critique Group Celebrating Birthday

This is my wonderful critique group. We're celebrating the birthday of our founder, Shirley Hickman who is standing in back. From left to right, Jann, Kristi, Shirley, me and Brent.

We finished our session and were getting ready to eat the most delicious lemon cake I've ever had.

My critique group serves three purposes:

1. They are my first editor and they keep me on my toes.
2. They give me a chance to use my own editing skills.
3. They've become good friends and I look forward to spending time with them once a week.

They've listened to nearly all my books as I'm writing them, and then, God bless them, they end up buying a copy too.

I wish every author could be a part of as wonderful a critique group as I am.

Marilyn a.k.a. F. M. Meredith

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