So I adventured out to meet another blogger buddy of mine, Becky Povich, and if you’ve read her blog, you won’t be at all surprised that we shared a lot of laughter and a lot of topics in a very short time!

Let’s see…we discussed writing and blogging, and making new friends and blogging, and books in the works and blogging and mutual writing/blogging aquaintances and peach milkshakes and blogging…well, I think you get the picture.

But here’s the actual picture, just in case you’re still wondering.

And in all the talk of blogging, here’s my favoritest thing that Becky said:

You know, I always wanted a pen pal when I was a kid. Better late than never!

(And sometimes, you’re lucky enough to meet in person. Thanks, Becky, for a lovely afternoon! And did you notice that Cathy-on-a-Stick and I were twinsies? She’s such a copycat.)

Over the weekend, it was down the interstate and through the traffic, to grandmother’s house we went. Technically, it was the Junior Halls’ grandmother (and grandfather) and er, technically, none of the Junior Halls were on the trip. And fortuitously for me, the Beneficent Mr. Hall was doing the driving.

So, what we had was the perfect set-up for some catch-up reading. I brought along five issues of a writing newsletter that I hadn’t quite gotten around to reading. Yes, FIVE. And goodness me, I found all kinds of interesting stuff in those back issues. I sorta, kinda wish I’d read them sooner as some of the material was time-sensitive. But the point is, I got ‘er done.

Which brings me to my second point. When it comes to my fiction writing, I sometimes have tunnel vision. That work-in-progress manuscript calls my name and I simply get caught up in fixing holes (or creating holes), fleshing out characters (or killing them off), and adding layers (or subtracting fluff). The next thing you know, the Beneficent Mr. Hall is circling my desk, wondering aloud if anyone’s going to be fixing dinner anytime soon. Believe me, friends. A hungry Mr. Hall is not that beneficent.

So, March has nearly marched by and like those newsletters I let sit for months, I’m afraid I’ve let a few friends and their writing ups and downs sit for awhile. (Unless you’re on Facebook, and you put the link to your blog whenever you pen a new post. I tend to take a few fifteen minute FB breaks during the day to see what’s up and I’ll zip over to a blog post then. I don’t necessarily comment–I’m like the wind–swooshing in and out. But I was there, cheering you on. Or commiserating, whichever the case may be.)

I just wanted you to know that, also like those newsletters, I’ll be catching up soon. Baseball season’s coming, and it’s better for the health of everyone if I do something else (like reading my friends’ blog posts) while watching the games.