Whenever Top 15 questionnaires pop up online, there's a good chance one of the questions will be "what's your secret superpower?"
A few things to say to that. A) If a person has a superpower, I hope they're not keeping it secret but using it for good and B) I want to fly, for like five minutes, in a room that has a lot of mattresses and pillows on the floor.
But. If I had to wear a cape and change in a phone booth, my alternate ego would have to be The Introducer.
The fact is, I love introducing people to people, I love telling friends about ideas or books or places I think they'd like, I like trying to place dogs in homes, and I like writing about restaurants and hotels and destinations that are run by fantastic people and offer fantastic experiences.
And, yes, I really like matchmaking, though, like in "Emma," my own Mr. Knightley -- better known as Mr. Painter 'round these parts -- does gently advise me to redirect my "everyone hug!" urges toward more fruitful, less angst-inducing pursuits.
In short? I aim to be a positive-minded meddler. There are a couple of those in the "Wilfair" books, and Fair Finley definitely to a fault. So much so she briefly suggests that Valencia Rainey-Palomo and Gomery Overbove might make a good pair. Monty is aghast and agog, but Fair informs him that it is better her own heart is broken than Gomery's, when she takes that blasted pool.
Oh, Fair.
And if I hear someone say something nice about someone else? That second someone is GOING TO hear about it, all caps. Truth: I nearly run, stumbling, to tell that other person, because Gomery said it himself in "Redwoodian": We don't hear a tenth of the nice things said about us in this world.
So, what's your superpower? Please promise me you're not keeping it a secret.
And if I can introduce you to anything -- person, place, or thing -- you know I will. I've already made a few connections for my Wilfriends, here and off-blog, and nothing pleases The Introducer more than a pleasing connection made.
