I am catching my breath today after being in Virginia for a two-day Writer's Conference sponsored by Christian Light. The first time I went was in the 1970s. I missed some years but have been there many times. It is always like a shot in the arm to get refresher courses from the speakers in various workshops. There are workshops on various kinds of writing and art, but I stick with the ones on story writing. It is also a place to "talk shop" with other writers and meet old friends I rarely see anywhere else. I came away feeling a bit overwhelmed and like I don't have a clue what I'm doing. I have a lot to learn.
One of the best things that happened this year was an interview with some editors. I was feeling very confused with what I was trying to do and got some answers. Now I have confidence to move forward and continue. However, they also raised some more questions about future writing I will have to think and pray about. It doesn't look like they are willing to let me retire. I am not opposed to continuing to write but only if they are short pieces. I will not attempt another five-year project.
The conference this year was especially sweet because both of my sisters were there. The three of us wore matching dresses both days, blue polka dot the first day and black print the second day. Sisters days are special no matter what we wear. I owe my youngest sister a debt of gratitude for taking me and making it possible for me to be there.
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