Went to a women writer's seminar at the Center for Women this morning. They've got the best programs.
I got to see my pal Kelly Love Johnson, who I haven't seen forever. Has it been that long? Holy Cats.
I got to meet Beth Webb Hart, who claimed that you don't have to have three names to be a female writer from Charleston, but I'm not sure enough to stop using my middle name on everything.
It was fun to talk about writing. It was fun to be with people who completely understand when I say that the characters talk to me in my head and won't stop until I write down their stories. It was nice to know that someone understands how a character I intended to be a bit of comic relief actually turns out to be the one who turns the entire story in the right direction.
Thor sez: For this my lunch was late?