Sandra Gail Lambert

Wild Iris Books

It's been two days of revision at the sentence level.  It had gotten so that whenever someone said something to me, I'd see their words as if they were a strip of closed captioning.  Then I'd add commas and rearrange phrases.  It had to stop.  I had to clear my brain.

And now, after a night of dancing and lovely flirting at Wild Iris Books, I don't care if you run your sentences on it won't even make me blink.  To seriously dance will remove all my worries about split infinitives, and upon arriving home, even dangling modifiers left my mind. 

Well, I and those dangling modifiers I brought home with me are going to bed.  Sweet Dreams, all.      

 

Wild Iris Books supports writers

Sure, your local, independent bookstore provides reading and booksigning events, they give front shelf room to the work of homegrown authors, they hand sell your book to customers, and they are excited with you about any writing success, but my local feminist bookstore serves even more of my writing needs.

This past Saturday, after a week of near cloistering in my writing bed, I put on an orange bra and a red dress and went dancing at Wild Iris Book's monthly women's dance.  It was perfect for post-writing immersion - social and physical and filled with lesbians looking good.  It was so much fun that the next day I had to take extra Extra Strength Tylenol. 

Once again, thanks and appreciation to our bookstores.