A funny thing happened while my son napped on Tuesday.
I heard a knock on the door. The dogs barked.
It wasn't a salesperson or a missionary from a church.
It was a writer.
Christi stopped by unexpectedly to drop off a book I loaned her. I had thought about her and wanted to send her an email, but failed to do so. I wanted to see how she was doing, see how that "send it" from the April conference played out and see what she had been up to with her writing.
Christi and I randomly met at a writer's workshop. We met again before conference. Later, we met to get her hooked up with a few Social Media accounts.
During our brief visit, we stood and chatted about the path our writing has taken over the summer. We are both submitting things. She has a finished manuscript. My memoir is incomplete right now. And, I have a few picture book drafts. We talked about the need for a critique group.
She said she's decided she's not into the Social Media stuff. I get that. It can add another layer to writing that doesn't seem writerly. For me, I like the relationships I've found and look forward to the ones I've yet to make.
So, she'll do her thing and I'll do mine. We'll both be fine.
The random visit reminded me of how nice the in-person relationships are too.
When I returned to my computer, I totally forgot what I was doing before I heard the knock. I sent Christi an email with links to the Springs Writers group, so I wouldn't forget my promise to her. Hopefully, I'll see her at one of those meetings this fall.
I'm happy a writer knocked on my door.
Have you had any surprises this week?