I don't belong to RWA. It's really quite simple. It wasn't for lack of wanting to. It was from lack of funds. No money to join. No money to haul my backwoods ass to the nearest big city for a chapter meeting. Did I mention it was too expensive? There were stories about networking and such that broke my heart because I knew I wasn't a part of any of it. If only...I would tell myself.
So now, there's this big debacle about what RWA stands for and what is acceptable. And how if there are "objectionable" links, then they may NOT be used in relation in any way, shape, or form with RWA.
I'm so disgusted with this whole rationale, I'm nauseated. And here I was, thinking when I finally had the funds, I could lay my money down and be part of a fellowship, so to speak.
It would be like Dorothy landing in Oz. The Technicolor would kick in. Munchkins would sing. And I would have the honor of bipping down the yellow, brick road. What a load of bullshit.
I'm always amazed how some people are so eager to segregate and breakdown something that, in my opinion, is supposed to build-up the writing industry. So you don't like erotica. Romantica(tm). Whatever. Don't you dare step on my rights and censor me. If I have to sacrifice my principles and integrity to belong to the RWA, they can kiss my backwoods butt.
1 year ago