I am Meg Moseley. Meg, a writer. Seeking the real God in the real world.

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Dee & Me

My friend and critique partner Deeanne Gist posted a picture of the two of us on her blog today and shared some kind and completely true words about my husband. Ever since I started writing, Jon has been my encourager, always going the extra mile and shelling out more money so I can follow my dream. He even played chauffeur for Dee and me. You can read her post here.

Dee is a loyal and generous friend who has been my most vocal cheerleader. I'm truly blessed to have her in my corner. And should I mention that I love her writing? Coming next summer, Courting Trouble is going to be another wonderful book from Dee.

Monday, August 14, 2006

To Florida and back to my cave

I've been neglecting this baby again. I haven't been home a lot lately, and when I've been around, I've been writing like crazy. Just not on the blog.

A couple of weeks ago we drove down to Florida for a nephew's wedding. After the festivities, some of us went to the beach. I was happy to change from my glad-rags to regular clothes and be barefoot again.

This shot is of our two sons and our son-in-law. If you think the waves don't even look big enough for boogie boards, you're right. But wasn't the sky pretty?

We had a great time and I even did some book research on the way home, but I'm glad to be home.

Thursday, August 03, 2006

To RWA and back to my cave again

Last week, I spent some time at the Romance Writers of America conference in downtown Atlanta. I'm not a member of RWA anymore, but it was fun to be there during the open-to-the-public events. For me, the highlight was on Wednesday, when my husband and I went to the airport to pick up my friend Deeanne Gist. Dee and I have talked on the phone regularly for over a year, but we'd never met in person before. She's a great friend and a lot of fun.

My husband dropped us off at the conference, and then I watched some of the behind-the-scenes doings of an author's life as Dee ran off to a booksellers' tea, then to an autograph signing with approximately 500 other authors. While she was doing that, I peeked at the workshop listings and wished I hadn't dropped out of RWA. They covered everything from marketing to author/editor relationships to the nitty-gritty of police procedures to add authenticity to a story.

While Dee stayed for three days' worth of continuing education, writer-style, I went on a motorcycle trip with my husband through parts of Georgia and South Carolina. Beautiful scenery, good company, a little too much sun.

I headed back to RWA on Saturday for the awards ceremony and chocolate fountains. Since I wasn't there on business--I didn't have to impress any editors, didn't feel obligated to network, didn't even care what Nora Roberts would think of me in my five-dollar jeans if I ran into her on the elevator--I had a blast seeing my friends.

We dropped Dee off at the airport on Sunday, and I've been back in my cave for a few days, writing like mad. I'm so close to the end of my work-in-progress that I can taste it. And that's even better than a chocolate fountain.