We sat on the front porch and watched the busy main street -- Boone is a college town and a tourist destination and there seemed to be about twenty different events going on this weekend. Our panel (and audience) talked about mystery novels -- must there always be a murder? where is the line between genre and literary novels? And we talked about writing in general -- where do ideas come from? to outline or not? and what about those characters that seem to have a mind of their own. . .
It was a pleasant hour or so of booktalk -- as can break out whenever a group of booklovers are gathered together . . .
And on the way home, I caught a glimpse of Grandfather Mountain -- dreaming in the mist . . .