Got a phone call from my friend C. yesterday (was so good to hear from her!) and during our chat she told me she was visiting some friends of hers who had heard of me.
Do what now?
Turns out these friends of hers read in one of the fan fiction realms in which I write (yes, I write fan fiction; it’s fun) and think I’m “a good writer.”
Always nice to hear something like that.
Of course, I don’t suppose I should be surprised by this. I mean, after all, I can get to Desmond Tutu in two and Demi Moore in three. The older I get the more convinced I am that there are only about 5,000 people in the world and they just keep moving around.