Everything about being a writer is contradictory. We work alone—yet we get validation from our fellow writers and from our readers. We live and breathe and have our being in words, yet often are not good conversationalists, as anyone who has witnessed a radio or TV interview with a tongue-tied writer can attest. We are supposed to be modest (in public) yet are known for checking our Amazon rankings several times a day, and for writing anonymous good reviews for ourselves.
Writers are also supposed to be fierce rivals, pulling out the stops to sell a few more copies than the next guy. But there are many famous literary friendships. And on and on.
The writers I’ve met and become friends with have made my life richer, and I haven’t seen any claws out yet. I’m blessed to have them in my corner. Thanks, everyone, for your support, friendship, and good ideas!
At the Historical Novel Society Conference in June 2009, I had the opportunity to meet a number of writers and to renew my friendship with others. At the Henry VIII Talks in Hampton Court, May 2009, commemorating the 500th anniversary of his accession, a panel of historians and novelists discussed “Who was Henry VIII?” (You can listen to the Podcast in the link in “About Margaret”).
Other writer friends in my home area include Jacquelyn Mitchard and Jane Hamilton; unfortunately I don’t have photos of them. Next time we’re together I’ll remember to bring the camera.