Imagine it: Hundreds of creative, passionate people from every genre hanging out together for three days to discuss the craft. If you want to talk to one of them, all you have to do is walk up and ask them what they are working on.
It's so easy.
After three days of this you start to believe you are social gifted and charismatic because every conversation you have is so incredibly engaging.
At lunch on the last day, I looked up and found myself captivated by a fifty-something woman sitting two seats over. She wore her hair short and red and adorned herself in green. Her chartreuse -colored shirt dazzled under the flourescent lights.
I was drawn to her like a bee to a flower. I landed in the chair beside her and "You are fabulous" spilled from my lips.
I absolutely love the purity of flirting with heterosexual women.
She's smiled at me with aquamarine eyes. "That's funny," she said. "I was just thinking the same thing about you."
In five minutes, we figured out that we both wrote memoir and we both studied the healing arts. As the conference hall emptied around us for the afternoon workshops, she took one of my hands in both of hers and held it.
I closed my eyes and felt her sparkling energy flowing up my forearm like a spring breeze. I stilled for the first time in three days.
Any fun flirtations lately? Tell me about it in the comments.