You think you know a person.
Colleen and I are in Cleveland, Tennessee with our husbands. We will be speaking to a library group tomorrow.
We’ve had a great day brainstorming and talking out future stories. Today at lunch, Colleen shares a few of the plot lines for her next story. Two men are casually eating lunch together across the aisle from us, minding their own business.
So then she goes into this—well, I don’t think I can go into what she actually “said,” but let me just say it has something to do with extra curricular activity in a cemetery—and honey, it ain’t happening with dead people. When she got to the, um, interesting part, I’m pretty sure I heard the ping of forks dropping, the snapping of necks and the wail of police sirens.
All this to say, take extra care when you’re discussing story plotlines. You never know who might be listening.
One more thing. Stay out of cemeteries.