February 22, 2015

I'm going to attempt to be more active on my dA from now on. Though who the Hell knows how long that will last. Recently, I took a trip to Savannah and not only was it very much needed but the place was actually more gorgeous than words could even describe. Beautiful trees with Spanish moss dripping from them. Cobblestone was everywhere and the buildings were so rustic and had the aura of 18th century New Orleans. We went on a ghost tour at midnight and it was genuinely terrifying and interesting. I adored it so much, I didn't even care that my feet were screaming from all the walking. I got wicked drunk in the hotel room and I'm pretty sure our whole room almost had a massive orgy. I was the only one that kept their alcohol down. I ended up being the mommy all night but I didn't even care, I was just so happy to be around them.

Then right before we left, I got to meet Anne Rice. She spoke at the convention and I was an emotional mess the whole time. She signed my copy of Memnoch the Devil and I asked her what her routine was before she sat down to write. She was so patient with me and explained her whole routine. She then asked me if I was a writer and when I told her that I wanted to be one desperately, she said "You should do it. It's definitely worth it." Anne Rice is my favorite author in the entire world, past and present and it meant so much to me, I get really choked up every time I even think about it. And I plan to do just that, Anne. I will be stubborn. I will not stop. I WILL write.