A little over a year after we had to toss the other
person out, a similar scenario played out again. This guy had come from the group that formed at the library, which also featured the other person we had ejected who migrated there. While he had a good understanding of spelling, punctuation, and grammar, he lacked story structure and character development. He also had a complete inability to understand that he'd need to write more than a single draft to get it right. He was essentially telling the story of his meeting his wife, which was pretty boring and juvenile. Predictably, any criticism of the story was taken personally as he was basically the protagonist. What he wanted was for us to stroke his ego; what he got was direction to choose a genre, find a point of view, achieve logical consistency in his characters, and keep revising his writing until it got better.
This time we didn't have to throw him out. He got pissed off and flounced of his own accord. On reflection, he had that classic "nice guy" vibe. You know the one: all smiles and pleasant until he determines he won't get what he wants. Your average Republican type of jerk. When every woman in your writers' group calls your character "dickish" and "rapey," you should rewrite that character unless you intend him to be a rapist and not the hero. I hope he gets a clue, but I doubt if he will. His type rarely does.
There was another newbie who also quit the week before. She was writing something similar to her life story too. She didn't like the idea of having to rewrite or revise either. Those people are not writers. They don't understand that it's not mere typing, that there is craft involved. A couple of us have devised a way to weed these sorts out. I hope it works in the future.
My current novel is just past the halfway mark. I'm slogging through it as much as I can. I'm hoping I'll get a lot more writing done at the end of the month when I have to go back to Richmond for training. Airports and hotels seem to be conducive to scribbling sentences, plus the hotel where I stay is close to a great restaurant with a massive beer list. I can drink and stagger back to my room without worry.