A few nights ago, Kris put together a fabulous kidlit night out at the Westford Grille, and I was so excited to hang out with other writers! Martha, Nandini and I hopped into my SUV, and we braved all sorts of back, rural, dark New England roads (we waved at Walden Pond) until we came out into the dubious civilization of Westford.
We talked libraries and writing, and commiserated over how long this process takes, especially with family and life and all that good stuff thrown in. I really enjoyed talking with everyone--old friends and new.
|Me, with Lynda Mullaly Hunt and Jeanne Munn Bracken|
|Sometimes candids don't pan out. You can see Nandini way over to the left, Marissa Doyle in light grey, Natasha in pink, Lynda in blue, and forgive me, other wonderful writers, but I didn't remember your names. I was sitting at the other table!|
|Martha, Deborah Kops, and Kris|
How many writers does it take to put air in a tire??
Nandini got advice on the phone from her hubby, Martha donated the quarters,
and I aimed the air gun.
|Martha and I posing for Nandini.|
Thanks to all the lovely writers who came together the other night--and thanks Kris for setting it all into motion!! This kind of face time fuels my writing for a good long time. I came home inspired!
What face time have you had with other writers recently? How are you faring this winter? Any tire fiascoes adding color to your life?