In which someone says something very nice to me
One of my coworkers is a lovely 80+ year old lady who writes in her spare time (including, but not limited to, MIIB fanfiction for her godson, starring Frank the alien pug). I learned that last fact about her yesterday--she'd mentioned her stories in passing before, but this was the first time I was able to actually talk to her about them. In response, I mentioned that I also write, and (at her request) gave her the link to my Wordpress site.
This morning, when I arrived at work, her first words to me were, "What are you doing here? You should be at home, writing." And then she told me that while she is a storyteller, I am a writer. An author.
It means something different when someone who's not related to you says that, someone who isn't a childhood friend, or a fellow fan. Who speaks bluntly and honestly and doesn't say something if she doesn't mean it.
I'm starting to think that
Oh, I don't know
Maybe I can actually do this.
This morning, when I arrived at work, her first words to me were, "What are you doing here? You should be at home, writing." And then she told me that while she is a storyteller, I am a writer. An author.
It means something different when someone who's not related to you says that, someone who isn't a childhood friend, or a fellow fan. Who speaks bluntly and honestly and doesn't say something if she doesn't mean it.
I'm starting to think that
Oh, I don't know
Maybe I can actually do this.
