I Never Knew You Liked Country!
Crystal Jordan here serving as secretary for THE Lillian Feisty, as she is too busy to type because she’s being a good little woman and cooking me dinner. And if you don’t know what I mean by Secretary, you should really see the movie.
We’re chatting about what it’s like for writer friends who you know online to show up and invade your house. I would be the invading horde here. (Also, I’m watching Mr. Manroot make dirty Secretary comments to her since she read the first paragraph out loud over my shoulder while making pasta) 
Any second now, she’s going to assume the position and then I’ll have a real show. Can’t wait for them to bust out the saddle and the strap-on. 
Back to invading hordes. 
The thing with writer friends is that we’re spread to hell and gone. Every state and country has writers we can be friends with, some of them we never have the chance to meet in real life. We all try to get together for conferences every year, but finances and distance keep some away.
What keeps us together are telephones and the internet. We have IMing (Feisty said LOL out loud since I’ve been here–I mocked the shit out of her, of course) and email to exchange ideas and critiquing.
In our real, face to face interactions, we don’t have anyone to relate the writing lifestyle or to talk to about our writer friends. Who would you tell that Karen had an awesome-ass new story idea, or Eden told a funny inside joke? Thus ensues the madness of having a writer friend show up. You have someone to talk to, and you find out shit that you never knew. (The title of this post is an example–Feisty screamed “I never knew you liked country” when we were making music selections. Who doesn’t like cuntry, crazy ass? *spelling approved by Mr. Manroot himself*)
*This message has been read and approved by Lillian Feisty 
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June 28th, 2007 at 12:59 am
June 28th, 2007 at 1:01 am
I am so jealous! And Feisty dont feel bad-I caught myself saying LOL the other day-and I’m having dreams about being at my computer-which is saying perhaps I need a vacation {Crystal-come pick me up!}
I cannot wait until RWA!
June 28th, 2007 at 1:06 am
Feisty: You wish.
RG: Move to Feisty’s neck of the woods and I will!
June 28th, 2007 at 10:24 am
Thank God for the Internet.
Being the weird person I am, I meet very few people in real life who I find interesting and fun to be with. They generally feel the same way about me.
Thanks to the internet I’ve got friends and acquaintances all over the world.
And yes, when you meet them in real life, there’s a lot less time required to be comfortable with them. You know them already.
Thank God for the Internet.
June 28th, 2007 at 11:45 am
I totally say LOL out loud. It’s bizarre for me. Hi Crystal, hope you’re having fun with Feistylicious!
And yes, I lover my internet social life. I’m actually dating this guy now
June 28th, 2007 at 12:20 pm
Rob instead of TGIF it’s not TGFI
Ya’ll are CRAZY
I cannot WAIT FOR NATIONALS!!!!! I am so fucking ready for a week away from my children!!!!!!!
June 28th, 2007 at 4:57 pm
Can I get an AMEN, Amie? I’m gonna be on
. 
I’m going full out Dixie Chick when I say Cowboy take me away.
June 28th, 2007 at 11:09 pm
Shelli - You need to get some people together and go to the new Gilly’s.
It’s not far from the Hyatt. Better yet, get a group together and go to Billy Bob’s in Ft.Worth. You might actually meet a coawboy to tak you away there. Those Dallas boys are too high fa’lutin.
I really hope I get to meet you all (wait… Texas redneck must come out - Hope to meet ya’ll soon.)
June 28th, 2007 at 11:32 pm
Lynn! Thanks so much for the suggestions, we really wanted to find a place where we could flirt with some boys one night.
I hope we get to meet you too!!!
June 30th, 2007 at 2:23 pm
Yes, THANK GOD FOR THE INTERNET!! SInce moving to Paris and losing my in-person writer’s group, my online writing friends have saved my sanity.
June 30th, 2007 at 6:26 pm
I can’t wait to meet Crystal on the Crystal Summer 07 World Tour! Whoo hoo!!
And country music? Blech. I’m not a fan. I’ll need to keep quiet though or they might hang me in Dallas.
<—- And when did you start dating that guy Shelli?