I had a lovely lunch on Sunday with a group of romance authors. I don’t know what you call a group of authors. A circus? In our case, fellow diners just called us “loud”. Ahem. It was great fun.
But the interesting thing about authors is how hard it is to spot one. We blend in. I say this because I accosted total strangers in the street asking if they were authors (and therefore, trying to meet up for lunch — what can I say? organisation isn’t my strong point).
Authors are the ultimate undercover agents *wink*