I was supposed to be working on my writing exercise. After telling myself I was going to attend a local writers Meetup forover a year I finally dragged myself out into the world and did it. I was at a neighborhood coffee shop, surrounded by eight other women writers from Seattle, and we were doing a 10 minute character exercise. Except I couldn’t concentrate.
I couldn’t concentrate because there was a first date at the table next to me. And they’d clearly met online. And it was clearly uncomf...
Published on August 01, 2016 10:18