By Leslie Lindsay I have a little thing called a “writing buddy.”  She is a great person I met while at the Write-by-the-Lake Conference I attended in June (Madison, WI).  We got to talking over email, clicked, and well…the rest is history.  If you are a writer, you know just how intense and isolating it can be.  You know how your confidence tends to wane at times and how there are days you just don’t feel like writing?  Of course, if your “day job” isn’t writing, then you really have no accountability to produce anything, “Who cares…I’m not on deadline,” you say.  “I’m not getting paid to do this, so wouldn’t my time be best spent doing something else?”  Sigh…I feel your pain. Ah-ha–enter the writing buddy.  You see,  it all *sounds* so halcyonic and helpful…having a writing buddy…and it is meant to be just that.  But it’s hard.  For example, yesterday I didn’t want to look at revisions.  I choose retail therapy instead.  And then today, I had a crying kicking screaming 5yo who did not want to board …