Death of an Imposter
From the moment I could put words to a page, I have written stories and poems. Being a child of the 60s, many of my earlier tales were dark fables influenced by the Brothers Grimm, or limericks inspired by the prolific Mr. Edward Lear himself.
As time passed, I never imagined I would do anything but write. Sadly, time and circumstance are pranksters, Pied Pipers who lead us away from our chosen paths until we awaken from the reverie, decades later, wondering how the heck we ended up where we are.
Or at least, that’s how it played out for me.
But writing is like an addiction. The euphoric high produced by crafting a story, even a sentence, surpasses (I imagine) most narcotics. And so, when I awoke from the Piper’s spell—more accurately the need to keep a roof over my head—my compulsive craving for words returned.
Full of self-doubt, I entered contests, and with some encouragement entered more. Gradually, I felt the need to find a community, a space where I could meet other writers. But as a 60-something adult locked down in the throes of a global pandemic, I had no clue where to turn.
One early winter evening, I sat staring at the blinking cursor in the search bar and typed, “writers clubs London Ontario.” To my surprise, a website appeared: www.londonwriterssociety.ca. The site said they welcomed authors of all levels, but years of experience (cynicism?) made me doubt my abilities.
Would I fit in? Am I “good enough” to belong to a “writing society”? It took a gentle nudge from my husband for me to take the plunge.
And there it was. Home.
Even over zoom meetings, it became clear that I had found my people. The London Writers Society (LWS) has a diverse demographic—ages spanning early 20s to mid 90s, various backgrounds, cultures, and gender identities—with members ranging from those just starting out to those who have published several books, plays, and more. Membership includes access to critique groups, where writers can share their work and receive constructive feedback from their peers.
My timing was impeccable, because I was welcomed into a critique group with five other members—a diverse bunch of exceptional writers with a broad spectrum of life experience—who have transformed my approach to writing through their meaningful insights.
They have taught me how to receive criticism and how to offer it (a useful tool in every aspect of life). It’s not easy to share our work with strangers. As writers, we are often baring our innermost feelings, fears, or fantasies, which means the process demands an immense level of trust. Feedback must be handled with care, always remembering to tread lightly on someone’s soul.
In a few short years this group has surpassed being “peers” or “fellow members.” We have become a clan, a tribe connected to each other through our love of writing and reading, and our desire to hone our craft.
When I joined LWS, I was an unpublished “wannabe” writer who didn’t believe that status would ever change. Now, just a few years later, thanks to the support of my LWS family, two of my poems were selected by Emma Donoghue for publication in the Society’s inaugural anthology, Out of the Woods: Voices from the Forest City, launched back in June. I’m currently working on a series of short stories, a collection of poetry, and am gradually falling back into my habit of writing.
If I were a mediaeval knight, you might say I have slain the dragon known as “imposter syndrome.”
Thank you, LWS. It feels great to call myself a “writer.”
Brenda Martin owns a marketing and design studio in London. For decades she has written, edited and designed marketing content. A late-emerging author, she is working on a collection of short fiction and poetry.

Martha Morrison is honoured to have served as Chair of the Anthology Committee for the London Writers Society’s inaugural anthology project Out of the Woods. She holds a BSc in Biochemistry and an MFA in Creative Nonfiction writing. Her work has been published in various literary anthologies and she was shortlisted for the International Amy MacRae Award for Memoir. Her previous careers include flight attendant and professional ballroom dance instructor. Martha lives on a farm outside London with her family, dogs, cats and chickens. Most days, she gets up before the rooster (and the kids) to write in the quiet early mornings.