Seated in a funeral home at the visitation of a distant relative of my husband, we waited to join the end of a very long line of people going through the receiving line. Striking up a conversation with the couple next to us in the pew, it turned out that the woman and my husband were related: third or fourth cousins by marriage and several times removed or something like that. During that conversation, I found out that the woman next to me was an author. Over the next few minutes, I bought her book, "Patches On The Same Quilt," booked her to speak at the PAA Writer's Group and made a friend. Her name is Becky Mushko.
To date, Becky has given three talks in front of my writers group and is a wealth of information for seasoned as well as novice writers. She lives on a farm in Penhook, VA. with a bunch of animals: horses, cats and dogs. Her love of animals, country living and Southern Virginia come alive on the pages of her books.
This has to have been the strangest book sale I've ever made! But I'm so glad I met you!
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