Good morning, folks! I hope you’re all doing well? I am a little tired. It’s been a busy weekend so far. Out with my girlfriend on friday night for a meal and a little shopping and then yesterday afternoon and evening I was in Whitstable with my Burdizzo Books family. We took over the beer garden of The Prince Albert pub (very nice pub by the way), and sat and drank (I was on the soft drinks as I’m not much of a drinker, and was driving back), and talked. I’m a big advocate of writers getting out and talking to other writers. Being a little socially awkward and nervous I can find this hard at times, but aside from Christopher Law and Jonathan Butcher I’d met everyone who was there and have had conversations with both Jonathan and Christopher via social media.
It was a good few hours of laughing and talking about everything and anything. There was no attitudes or egos. No dramas or general idiotness. It was just a group of friends who hadn’t seen each other in too long and was a super good time. These people are my tribe. I rarely feel more comfortable in a group of people than when I’m with my horror community, and when I’m with people from this group in particular, I feel like I belong. Now for me that’s a big thing. I do have a few social anxieties. I rarely feel as comfortable as I am with these folks. Not once last night did I feel out of place or that I didn’t belong. It was great. It does make me sad that we can’t do this more often, but I think we’ll be making it an annual thing.
In an hour or so I’m off to a Write-In for my local NaNoWriMo group. Although I’m a touch tired, I’m looking forward to that.
I’ll pop up word counts later on this afternoon as I don’t have them to hand at the moment.
Have a great day, folks!