I had an amazing week last week.
I hosted a book discussion at my house for BONDED by Michelle Davidson Argyle, and Michelle even came (and blogged about it!). How cool is that?
I had dinner with her and my CP, Kathryn (who mentioned me in her blog this week, too).
And then on a last minute crazy whim, I bought a plane ticket late Thursday afternoon to California and flew there a few hours later to spend the weekend with another CP, Emily. So. Much. Fun.
It took me a year and a half after starting to write before I even met another writer let alone become friends with one. Fast forward to today, and not a day goes by that I don't talk on the phone with, email, text, social media-ize or read other writers' blogs. OR, apparently, fly to their hometown and eat all their food. :) And though I am super-tight with my critique group and a few other writers, I've never met most of those I consider my writer friends.
What started out for me as a fulfilling yet lonely hobby has become a huge network of the biggest support group any writer could wish for, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
Do you have writer friends? Have you ever met them in person? Any surprises from your weekend?
This song's dedicated to Taryn and Robin who I didn't get to see last week but really wish I did, because we own the sky...