Last night I had a dream that my friends wouldn’t be my friends anymore. I told them I really needed them and they just shrugged and disappeared. I try not to read too much into dreams since the majority of mine are about dinosaurs who are about to eat me. No doubt it’s all metaphorical but I’m always just happy to wake up and realize it wasn’t real.
On another note, I need to start a writing group. There are some groups in town already but I’d like to have one that focuses on romance writing. Then I don’t have to explain to every new person why I’m choosing to write romance, they’ll already be kindred spirits. Any suggestions?