Last weekend I lunched at the Hawthorne Fish House (yum!) with a handful of Oregon writers from Storymakers Ink. After initial awkwardness (are you the stranger I’ve been messaging? should we hug?), we started chatting about our writing projects, allergies, work, abuse (check out Shannon Symonds book Safe House), families, and faith. In a two-hour span, we went from Facebook acquaintances to fast friends with each conversation eagerly bleeding into the next. Though I’ve had that happen before with a single person, never with a group that size. I found a whole cluster of kindred! 😀 What an absolute delight!