The World Out There

Posted on January 14, 2003 in Encounters

I mentioned my Dykewrite award to some of my friends in the writing group. “Uh, OK,” came the general response.

A new member — an elderly lady ever so eager to write her memoirs — stared at me and then slipped out early with her husband. Dense me found her exit puzzling.

After I came home, I laughed. “What if she was checking my beard?” I wondered to the mind staring at the computer monitor. “It’s a little thin, I grant you. Could she have thought that I was a transsexual?”

I’ve encountered worse paranoias and it only cuts a deeper groove for my own.