Writers come in all shapes and sizes, at least western writers do. I can attest to that, having just returned from the 2015 convention of the Western Writers of America in Lubbock, TX. It was my first attendance at their convention having joined the organization only last year. I've got to tell you, it was one of the most rewarding weeks I have ever spent. My badge read: "First time attendee; new member" and I was welcomed by everyone there. I was assigned a mentor, an established member who showed me the ropes and gave me advice and counsel. I met a member called Cowboy Mike who handed out wooden nickel calling cards and who has a laugh as big as all outdoors. I met a lady who writes children's westerns named Rockey who was on the welcoming committee and who, every time she saw me, called across the room: "BOB!!!" and had me calling back: "ROCKEY!!!" And I met a young man named Nathan who is many things. He's a writer of children's stories with a western flavor; a father; has worked with wayward youth as far away as Long Island, NY and is currently managing a boy's ranch there in Lubbock. This is a man who has a great future before him and I wish him well. He and I hit it off right away and he took it upon himself to show me around Lubbock. Now, I don't know if all writers are like this, but the western writers I met in Lubbock are some of the most inclusive and encouraging people I have ever met. I learned so much in that week - about writing. about research, about truth, but, most of all, about people. And I took away advice that may change the entire direction of my new found career.