me me

I was thinking about some of you and how we met. I don't have a good
enough memory to tell how I met all of you, but I have fun memories of my
first meetings with several of you.

If you feel like it, post a comment telling about the first time we met.
Tell everything you remember about it, even if it's just that I mangled
your name or that you were wearing your favorite blue boots.

Esp. for snippy

Note to my Bush-voting US friends:

( rant that will mostly only make sense to alt.polyites )

I want to have Jon Carroll's babies

And the cool thing is, I can see my partners making very similar points. Much as I adore my Republican friends (waves at golden_c_turtle), it's the bleeding-heart liberals that always make me swoon.

(Hush up, TOTGA -- you may call yourself a redneck, but most conservatives I know wouldn't have you. 'Course, neither would most liberals. ;-)

last night

I was in such a weird mood last night. Exhausted, as always, but also really stressy and self-flagellating. This, as you probably know, is not my normal state.

Anyway, thanks to final_girl, nadinelet, imnotandrei, wild_irises, alanbostick, ptigris, black_pearl_10, and my lovely sogwife, who lifted me out of self-pity and the grumblies by giving of themselves. final_girl rocked, as always, and we got the privilege of seeing her new work. imnotandrei wrote a poem on the spot and it was good stuff! ptigris has started writing again, and you can see how it's exciting her. sogwife shared some really personal stuff and I adore her for it. There was much talk of finding and losing asses. There were silly prizes. There were lovely audience members (thanks, someotherguy, stonebender, and loracs. There were awesome (and *hawt*) barristas.

It's a small reading. I would daresay it's more of a salon than anything -- small space, handful of people, workshoppy feel sometimes. I love it when it works, and I'm so glad people have been coming by to share it with me. Lately, I've wondered if I'm gonna quit doing it -- to be honest, I prefer being a participant to being a leader. And maybe I'll see if I can get other people to help with the leading thing. (nadinelet says she will help me with publicity ideas, too.) But when it goes well, as it did last night, I really do feel like it's worth the angst.

Hey, imnotandrei!

May I have a copy of that spontaneous poem, please?