Last week I had fun traveling to Bethesda and the Malice Domestic Conference. It was so great to meet up with writer and reader friends face-to-face. My panel assignment was "Southern Mysteries" and during our discussion I reflected on why a woman born in New York writes about the South.
Why write about the South, then? Because I have been a student of this culture and the learning curve is gigantic. I find it fascinating and most often, pleasant. Truly, I was surprised the first time I went to the grocery store and people nodded and smiled and said hello to this stranger. Nice. There seem to be more secrets in this part of the country, too. What better way to build a mystery than to explore one of them?
My knowledge of the culture came to fruition while at the airport on my return from my trip. The luggage carousal with my suitcase chugged by and I was so very tired. I saw three men in cowboy hats a few feet to my right and I pointed and called, "Could one of y'all grab my suitcase?"
Yup. That's Southern charm in action.