When Worlds Collide...
Last night my friend Gerri Russell held a party for her book launch for The Warrior Trainer. Gerri won the American Title contest sponsored by Romantic Times and Dorchester Publishing, a win I couldn't be happier about. Gerri is truly one of the nicest, warmest people I know. The party was fabulous, and you can hear all about it at Christina's blog. I'm not even going to tell you about the Irish dancers who dressed remarkably like window cleaners, wearing bells on their legs.
No, my story for you is how small this world truly is. To appreciate this, I have to go back a-ways, to when I first moved out here. I applied for a job with WW, and during my interview mentioned I was a writer. Bev, in all her wonderfulness, got this huge grin on her face and says, "Do you know Gerri Russell? She also works for us." In fact, I had met Gerri just a few weeks before at the Emerald City Writers Conference. Not too long after that, while at a dinner at a friend's house, I was talking about having to be at work the next morning. (Please note, I'd been acquaintances/friends with this person for a couple of years at this point.) "Oh, where do you work?" So I told her. "Oh my gosh! We're members!"
Yeah, my world got a little smaller that night. Even better, a few months later, this friend came to work with us. So now I had a writer friend, and one of my Jewish/JConnect friends working with me.
Now, many of you know I love to get my friends together. I host potlucks, game nights, anything I can do to gather the people I like together. But last night? It every aspect of my life came together in a splendid display.
See, Gerri is part of my writing community. So many of the writers who came were either chapter members and friends, or members of the Seattle chapter whom I have met at conferences. Gerri is also part of my work community, so I ran into several coworkers every time I turned around. Heck, I left to go to the bathroom and 10 minutes later was still in a conversation with a couple of women I work with but never get to see.
One of my book club girls also knows Gerri, and she and I met for dinner before the party, then went to the party together.
What really made it all a little crazy was when a woman stopped me and asked if I'd found a job. To be honest, I recognized her face (still can't place her name), but couldn't remember where I knew her from. I figured it was either writing or work. But no. Turns out she was a teacher from the same school where I did my student teaching.
Four different areas of my life, all pulled together for one fabulous reason...celebration of the beginning of a long and beautiful career.
2 Comments:
Thanks for the reminder that her book is out. I think her cover rocks, and the story sounds very, very interesting.
And how much fun was that? SO MUCH FUN! Great to see you the other night :-)
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