Writer friends
I started doing this alphabetically, but that required organization and effort I didn’t want to put forth. If you are my friend and your name is not listed, please don’t be hurt. My mind can only process so much information and frankly, creative energy like mine has a short – I need to wash dishes.
I’ll send you cake to make up for it. Or money. Or a pony. Just kidding. You’ll get nothing and you’ll thank me for it. If you’d like to be added to the list, give me a subtle hint in the comment section. I’m not opposed to bribery. Please know if I list you, you are expected to be funny, informative, or something no one has ever thought of. Like a mongoose-hunting chinchilla.
If you are listed, do not want the pressure of being affiliated with me, and would prefer to be removed… too bad.
Alexandra Shostak, Rock. Star.
Anna Lefler, Mustached and proud of it
Anne Riley, College Roommate
Boudreau Freret, Satirical genius despite having a hole in his head. It’s unfair really. His genius is unfair, not the hole. The hole is very fair now that I think about it. One man simply can’t have it all.
Carolina Valdez Miller, Way too cute
Elisabeth Black, Writer Poet and awesome person, Harley May approved
CKHB, Lawyer. I like lawyers
Mason Ian Bundschuh, Sci-fi writer and 1/3 of the rock band Atlas Takes Aim. Super nice and awesome.
Mercedes Murdock Yardley, Sweet. With. Teeth. One of the kindest and strongest women I’ve ever met. And I brought a sword to our first meeting.
Karen Hooper, Neighbor
Medeia Sharif is the best there is.
Megan Rebekah has road rage.
Linda Grimes, Total Babe. I want to snuggle her.
Trisha, like Madonna, only needs one name.
Marcus Speh, Nothing to Flawnt, Another comma explaining nothing about his mystery, only that he is a mystery, comma.
Sheldon Lee Compton, A man so nice, he gets the blog love twice (Bent Country and A-Minor Magazine). Dreamy.
Patty Blount, Works for Chocolate
Jamey Stegmaier, Loves his cat
Sara McClung, I hit on her a lot
Julia Archer, Writes to annoy you
Jonathan Danz, A writer and white water rafter. Say that three times fast.
Simon Larter needs an intervention.
Rob Kroese, Author of the Mercury Falls series and founder of the Mattress Police. This isn’t to be confused with pornography.
Patrick Alan, Space Lord
Tawna Fenske is the funniest woman I know and am thrilled to call her friend. Great rack!
Eisley Jacobs will be your friend.
The Chewster is a dog. Literally.
Stacey I. Graham, Zombie writer and granola maker to the Ermas
Jason Tudor, Burley Awesome Sauce, Artist
Jen Stayrook constantly has me in stitches.
Corey Mesler has pith.
Sean Ferrell is smarter than everyone.*
*Except my mother
Dear “Other Friends” that didn’t make Ms. May’s list:
I’m sure you all are as comfortable with your self-worth as I am, so such silly things may have no import to us. In fact, let’s let these select few bathe in the Farley Stray’s spotlight. I don’t need a tan.
I do find her “favorites” (what else do we call them?) refreshing, well penned, and harboring just enough whimsy to keep them interesting. It is possible to take oneself too seriously. Believe me, it’s easy. I’m doing it.
Obviously I do care I didn’t make the list. On the other hand, I’m not sure what responsibilities come with being named to it. Will I have to get a cat? Must I eat chocolate everyday? Wear killer high heals? Have graced the State of Alabama once or twice? Seems there’s no particular rhyme or reason, though I’ve done it all, including the high heals.
So I’ll relax here in the shadows with my other non-list makers and watch the parade.
You know I’ve got you, pup. *wink*
*sniffle* I thought Harley May liked me, but I understand. Choices have to be made. Not everyone can make the cut. I’m okay with that… *turns away* …no, really. I am. I’ll just stand over here, out of the way…
WAAAAHHHH!
I GOT YOU, LINDA!
You still love me even though I’m really an EX-lawyer, right? I can still talk the sexy Latin talk… res ipsa loquitur, caveat emptor, mens rea, habeas corpus…
You do all the sexy lawyering stuff, Carrie.
I’ve mentally added myself to this list. To be left out of Harley May love just will not do. So, I’m coming in. Make room. Ah, yes. There’s the Harley love. Wonderful!
Ladies, pop on over and check Sheldon out. He’s a dreamboat all on his own, THEN you read his work, and BOOM. You’re pudding. That’s all there is to it.
Men, too! Whatever works for you.
You owe me a pony.
Pony, hell. I want the cold hard cash, wench. Pay up.
If Jen gets a pony, I get a firetruck, real one not one of those crappy made-in-China plastic ones. A real one.
i discovered this only now and i feel good being enshrouded in mystery. read your bio at fictionaut again, too, and thought “ouch” when i read that you’d fallen off a mountain like a prophetess. added you to my blogroll of writers alongside many other mysterious types…cheers from berlin!