It’s intimidating to discuss writing with someone who’s been doing it for more than 15 years, particularly when my recent experience in the field is limited to less than eight months of short blurbs like this one, but I had another chance to do so tonight with my new writer friend. I love to hear the pleasure in her voice when she talks about her craft. Even her frustrations have a quality to them that says she loves what she does.
Were I any good at thinking on my feet, I’d have told her that. Perhaps I just have.