Last Saturday me and my bud-of-buds, Jillian Sosuemee, took a road trip through the treacherous 405 to Tukwila to visit a bookstore. It was a good 65 miles of stop-and-go traffic, snow flurries, and the occasional siren from a racing Stater and for what? To meet Mark Henry, Caitlin Kittredge, and Lauran Dane. Mark and Caitlin are regs at the League of Reluctant Adults but Lauran was unknown to me. Stupid me. Jill straightened me out on her list of published works in the romance and associated genres. Cool!

Well, after standing around for a few, gathering up some nerve and sifting through the questions I needed answered to get my butt back into writing, I stepped forward and met the group. And what an awesome bunch!

All had some wonderful insights into the field of publishing and their rules to live by. What rules? Like "stop being your own worst critic", and "never censor yourself". Both are my worst enemies and easier wrangled then taking down a herde of steroid-injected brahma bulls. (is that how you spell it?)

Nonetheless, the time was well spent, the advice was warrented and needed, and we had a blast. Thank you Leaguers!