I met up with writer friends for lunch recently. Our schedules, like most, are full and when we get together topics bounce around swiftly from fictional characters and topics, to real people and events.
“But, I’m stuck on how am I going to kill the ex?” mingles with the “Get the dressing on the side or else your salad will be drowning in it.”
“Did you say drown him?”
“Huh? I guess you could drown him in your backyard pool.”
“I don’t have one.”
“Start digging.” Chuckles.
“Pass the sugar, please.”
“Are you going to be at that meeting next month?” Some heads shake, some nod.
“How much do you hate the ex?”
“Can’t be a pool, I don’t want him found right away.”
“Take good notes for me, will you?”
“I hate this hot, humid weather.”
Topics continued to shift. Overall, our gardens haven’t done as well this season as last year. We seem to be eating more fast food lately and diets start next week. Workouts have been sporadic mainly interrupted by scheduling conflicts and health issues. One of the kids broke an arm right before school restarts. In addition to our own difficulties, however, we talked about recent sad and bad news we either saw on television or heard on the radio.
It became apparent as we finished our meals, that we didn’t wish to end our luncheon on a sorrowful note, but we struggled. We support each other on all sorts of topics and writing dilemmas, but this rough patch of recent events has affected us all.
“Well, I rarely have room, but I’m ordering dessert!”
Everyone stayed. Everyone ordered a dessert.
I couldn’t quite shake off the gloom, and doubt anyone else could either, but we did attempt to place the sad subjects behind us.
But it was the extra time we took, seated together shoulder to shoulder for a little while longer, that made a big difference.
In this small shared act we silently screamed our support and care of one another and it helped buoy our spirits. Or maybe it was the sugar.
“Hey! It’s football season!”
There were a few groans, a few smirks. Comments about rival teams were made as we left the restaurant feeling better.
Sometimes writers need hugs, a big dose of sugar and a little extra time with other people.
About the Author
Tanja Fazzari writes science fiction and paranormal romances, mostly, until some Viking or Highlander tramples incessantly through her head demanding she hurry it up and write their story about conquest and love. Fortunately she has an understanding, loving husband who mans the fort and can protect his own. At this time, Tanja's working on a contemporary suspense novel.