We sit around a long table-conversing
No subject taboo, we all swear,
Being enlightened word soothsayers
That has risen above the world and it’s care.

Desiring to perfect our chosen craft
Bring on the critiques, let’s have a ball,
Honesty is my friend says she,
But a stiff upper lip attest to her fall.

Constructive crit, please honor me so
Not one missed verb will my scribe show,
Express your belief if you find my muse in need
The fragility is momentary, it’s only ego.

Are you sure the scrip fits the period?
Did her blue eyes turn brown in chapter few?
The lawyer turned hoodlum, it was a shame,
The mother’s a bitch, the angel few away in chapter two.
Depressed, withdrawn, angry and sad
Happy remembrance of times once had
Dialogue, description, plot and view
Bring on the characters and not just a few.

Name your objective from beginning to end
And write your chapters as well as you can
Watch for phrasing, work for rhythm,
And years of developing best use of your time.

Ask not for what you know you will get
If you prose is not perfect, if it doesn’t fit,
An exclusive club we have aspired to join
Shed a few tears and then let’s have fun!