A woman of quick wit and understanding,
Blue eyes filled with vivacity and knowledge,
An empathetic smile filled with enthusiasm and warmth,
Bonnie Jo Campbell looked at me with excitement.
'So, you're a writer? ' she says to me, looking at me curiously,
'Why you're so young, it's hard to believe.'
'Why, yes, I'm a writer, ' I tell her, 'I have
Been working on my first novel for over a year now-
A historical epic, maybe, but still,
It's quite something.'
'You're writing an historic novel? ' she asked,
'That's amazing. Let me know how you are doing,
And I will be glad to look it over for you, '
And she smiled at me and signed my copy of her work.
She then winked at me and smiled, saying,
'Keep on writing, my friend.'
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