This morning, I'm leaving the safe confines of New Jersey for the wilds of Pennsylvania, where I plan to investigate the strange rumors I've been hearing.
According to the local natives, from noon to 3pm on the last Sunday of each month, a library of untamed writers invades a corner of the Barnes & Noble store in Willow Grove, attempting to set up a nest of learning there.
The brave staff at B & N eventually dislodge them, of course, but it takes a few hours, by which time these strange, hermit-like creatures have had time to feast on the knowledge and experience of acclaimed writers like Jonathan Maberry, Greg Frost, and other members of the Philly Liars Club.
If these rumors are true, I feel I owe it to myself to find out.
Wish me luck.