
More to my reality is that "I collect smart people."
Much more honest and a lot less creepy.
Why?
1) It is true. All of my friends are smarter than I am ... are articulate ... and are willing to share their wit and wisdom with me.
2) Did I mention that most all of them are really well read?
Yep. It is a big deal. I'm not talking about the heavy authors out there: Plato, Shakespeare, Dickens, John Grisham (just kidding). But they read a lot of different things with different points of view and different ideas of what the world should and could be.

3) They accept their superiority over me without making me feel badly about it.
I've been trying and mostly failing to write the 'next' novel or novella.
These smart friends of mine have helped me to let go of the stereotypes that are out there, especially in romantic fiction and in publishing in general, right now (first person is a "no-no", male POV only is "bad", sex needs to mean something in a story and should be there for formula or shock value only).
I'm lucky and am grateful I've found these kinds of people with whom to share my hopes, dreams, and stories.
3 comments:
OK, I admit I m not one of the 'smart ones'...but I AM very lucky to have found you. Never underestimate yourself !
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funny line- they accept their superiority without making me feel bad...
however, you are AMAZING
Meh. You are all the smart ones. I'm just glad you don't get out the red pen and make corrections (unless I ask you to).
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