For the last few months I have set up at the Downtown Bazaar at the Spanish Quarter to sell books on the last Saturday night of the month. Last night started as hot and sweaty as the previous months, but for some reason people wanted to talk more last night.
Writing can be such a solitary endeavor – sitting by myself in the quiet of creating for hours on end, coming up for air periodically and sharing the stories in progress with a handful of souls. I love that part of it!
But last night, I was fortunate enough to see some of the connections with the outside world, and yes (gasp!) other people that some of my stories are making.
Some people who walked by were drawn to Kobi and found the story and experiences of a wild horse fascinating. We would talk about the wild horses on Cumberland Island or Chincoteague. While I was packing up a woman from Nevada came up and thanked me for saving one of the wild Nevada bunch from a life worse than death and said she will send me some pictures she took of them roaming wild in her back yard – maybe I see some of Kobi’s herd in them!
Other people loved ghosts and mysteries. I exchanged countless ghost stories with people last night and enjoyed every minute of it, from people asking questions about hauntings in St. Augustine, to a mother and daughter sharing some experiences in her daughter’s quite haunted college dorm in West Virginia.
And a few others came to talk about writing. I met another aspiring teacher/writer named Heather in Ocala who said she had seen a copy of Murder of Crows in Ocala and asked if I ever set up there! The reach is getting farther.
All in all, it was a great night and filled the creative tanks again. We’ll have to see which world my fingers will write about next!
