It’s important to have friends. Especially the fleshy kind as opposed to the ones in my head. This is last writer retreat with my RWAC buddies. As my anxiety grows and flows up to snatch me in a vicious undertow these are some of the people who swim out to get me. I am grateful for them everyday.
When I am successful and want to celebrate, these are the gals I party with ( did ya notice the wine and card games we are rocking in the picture? Think you can handle that wild and cray cray fun?). When I am stuck they listen. When I am frustrated they let me vent. They encourage. They are writers too. Thanks ladies.