For an admitted loner, I’ve met some great people over the past couple years.
Today, author Sharon Hamilton drove to meet me for lunch - she persisted in finding me despite getting extremely lost. It was kind of funny because we both approached the same woman sitting at a counter at the coffee bar, separately, to ask if she was ‘we’. Like, I went up to this woman to ask if she was Sharon and Sharon went up to her to ask if she was Julia, because she looked like a writer. Seriously. Anyway, Sharon is a wonderful woman and she’s encouraging me to actually meet other writers, participate in groups (oh lord!) and communicate with people. Sharon possesses two attributes that turn me green with envy - in a non-malicious way. A. Her fingernails are gorgeous, totally perfect, as opposed to my own, which are chewed-to-the-quick, and B. She has a literary agent. Sigh-o-licious.
You have to realize if left to my own devices, I’ll talk to my dog and my cats and maybe the birds…sometimes the hubster. If my horse was still alive, I’d be with her almost all the time.
In summary, over the past two years I’ve been fortunate enough to meet Anny Cook in all her glorious, outspoken, wise woman, person-hood.
Donna George Storey, an incredibly unique, elegant, and fearless/unapologetic writer of erotica.
Mia Watts: if there’s one word to describe her, it’s hilarious - but she’s also compassionate, empathetic, brilliant and filled with sex-a-palooza-ness!
Sharon Lathan, as sweet and humble a woman as I’ve ever met, accompanied by a great husband. The pride he feels for her shines from his eyes like a beacon. Sharon is the consummate professional. I am soooo not!
I swear I’d like to have a slumber party and invite all my author friends - those I’ve met IRL and those I’ve met online -for pizza and beer, and sex talk.
Jake update: He was freaked out about hiking today - hid in my bedroom when I got the leash. We went to a different wilderness park and he relaxed, but we did have to hike along a cliff edge where there are three downed trees. One, the big one, I climb over, two I duck under on my hands and knees. Jake was unwilling to let me help him over the big tree. I had to pull myself up a nearly vertical slope along the fallen tree trunk and convince him to follow me; then jump over the tree where the diameter of the trunk is smaller and then slide down the slope. Took a lot of convincing, but he seemed to regain his confidence after he succeeded. German shepherds…such babies.
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Now, now, now, Jake deserves to be a baby for a few days. He had a tramatic experience. He should be pampered and given lots of treats.
I too had the honor of meeting Anny Cook this year. What a wonderful woman. Now if I could get you, Mia and Kat together for a pizza party that would be perfect!
Being around writers has gone a long way toward curing me of my antisocial ways. There really are a lot of wonderful people out there.
One of my goals this year is to meet face to face a few of the soul-beautiful people who have befriended and encouraged me on-line. It would be a privilege. This is the crowd I wish I had as friends when I was growing up.
XXOO Kat
Poor Jake, I hope he can put the gully fall behind him. The good news is he’s probably a much wiser, more alert dog in challenging places.
Julia, I believe they are the ones lucky to know you. What an amazing gift to be a writer. I’m amazed at how many terrific people inspire me daily.
I’m glad Jake did okay on his hike today.
It is fantastic that you have been surrounded with such amazing people..That is the best part of being a writer..We do meet so many people that touch our life in one way or another…
Great nails and a literary agent. Can life get any better?
Sandra, ICAM!
I know, Savannah - I have met the most amazing people - you’re one of them!
Thanks, Ciara. It means a lot - I think every single one of you is very special. Jake is still suffering from a bit of PTSD.
Hey, Kat…get ready ‘cuz here I come! I was such a loner as a teen too…and my nose was buried in a book - all the time. Poor Jake ran off when he met the dog he was playing with at the time of ‘the incident’ - he like thinks she did it to him!
Cindy - I’m still pretty reluctant-social…I guess not so much anti-social. But I know what you mean!
Hey, Amber - you’ve met lots of writers - lucky you! We all gotta have a pizza party!
I’m so glad to hear that Jake is your German shepherd and not your husband, Julia, although it was a fun thought!!!
….he-your dog, not your husband, sounds like a beta wolf. 
Terry…LOL! Both are babies, at least to some extent! Both are actually alphas too - Jake is suffering from PTSD after falling into a gulch - you’ll have to read the previous post. German shepherds have very long memories - they never forget anything painful or uncomfortable or scary - quick learners! My other shepherd, Louie, was a beta, actually an omega - we always joked that in a wolf pack, he would have been the wolf left behind to guard the cubs, however, he didn’t hesitate to protect us when the need arose.
Thanks for stopping by!
Awwww. Bless Jake’s heart, mama. He’ll come around. I’m just so glad he’s getting better.
As for friends…what would we do without them? I was so thrilled to meet you and your daughter. Meeting other authors face to face has been one of the best things about writing.
I’m a hermit at heart, but for the chance to meet another author, I’ll put on my dress-up clothes (anything that isn’t my jammies) and drive across town. Thank you to all the lovely ladies and gentlemen I’ve met.