At an hour that doesn’t even exist on Saturdays, I made the trek, with the aid of some strong coffee, to Portland Community College to sit in a room of hopeful writers. Well, they’re actual writers. They write. They’ve written!
At the encouragement of a dear friend and co-worker, I signed up for a pitch class with Cynthia Whitcomb from Willamette Writers. It’s next month. I’m hoping to have at least three chapters written by then. Holy shit, I’m so