Red Room Where the Writers Are

I finally decided to bite the bullet and join the Red Room Writer's Society. I'd dreamed of it for years... a stately mansion where brilliant minds toil in silence (the clicking of keyboards), monk-like, churning out literature, sharing secret handshakes... sipping cognac afterwards in collegial fraternity...all for the low, low price of $200 a month! (What struggling writer can afford that?) But when I sought out the website to sign up, alas and oh boy, the great society was no longer a secret! And here we all are, together, in the comfort of our own hammocks, kitchen tables, la-z-boys.

Hello other writers! Join me for a cognac by the water cooler? (I just saved $200 so it's my treat.) Or visit my regular blog for a slice of (wandering) pie!