December 16, 2010 at 6:00 AM | By: Tracy
***Query BlogFest entry***
Side note: Crystal Meth makers are the worst! Last night I bought two bottles each of NyQuil & DayQuil. Got that many because 1) I was all out of meds & still dealing with the fever/cold that tried to take me out last week and 2) My Flex Spending benefits for the year are about to expire. They had to scan my license, before they'd sell it to me!! Damn illegal drug engineers have to go and make life difficult for the rest of us.
Anyway. . .
I posted last week about my experience with attending my first real book signing.
What I didn't mention was that day, Misty and I spent more than 5 hours together in my car, plus another two hours at Starbucks prior to the signing. Though we've been blogging buddies for a few months, it was the first time we met in person. With all that time to kill you'd expect there to be a little getting-to-know-you awkwardness, right?
We didn't shut up once.
Seriously, from the moment she hopped in my car one or the other of us had something to say. (I'm chatty and don't apologize for that, btw) Now, you'd think since we were going to a book signing for an author we both absolutely adore, for a book series we love, we would have talked non-stop about those things.
Instead, we spent pretty much the entire time gabbing about . . . writing! Stories. Queries. Agents. Betas. Hopes. Fears. Annoyances. You name a topic, we probably covered it.
Good thing too, because we don't do nearly enough of that stuff on our blogs. ;o)
I'm guessing this is pretty normal for writers. Most of us are probably starved to be able to sit down and talk about something we love--for better or worse--with someone who "gets" it.
Do any of you have a writing buddy that you know in in real life?
I'm discovering it's a ton of fun to meet fellow writers in person. Now, I'm actually thinking about joinging an association just so I can find more writerly people who have to talk with me. God help them!
**Weekly reminder to check out Shannon McMahon's Anonymous Critique, if you're so inclined.**