So....I just arrived at the conference. I am so excited. I am such a nerd like that. I can't wait to learn and grow and be challenged and hear the speakers and meet new people. When I go to a conference like this, I always kind of sit down and think, "These are my people. I love these people. Book people. I get these people, and these people get me." Now maybe that's a bit presumptuous, but that's how I feel anyway. I can talk about my favorite books with the confidence that someone here has read every one of them! I can admit how hard I work on my writing, how many hours (and years) I've invested with a huge drawer full of rejection letters to prove it. I can say out loud, "I am not giving up," and every writer knows that the only reason I say that is because I do, from time to time, consider giving up. But that's okay. I am myself here. No pretensions.
While I am sad to miss a summer week-end with my family, I am thrilled for the opportunity to spend a week-end in retreat, in pursuit, in concentration for the cause of writing. I am grateful for everyone who made it possible.
It is exciting to think that I will be a different person Monday than I am today. I will have experiences this week-end that will impact me as a writer, as a reader, as a member of SCBWI. I return home to work with a new enthusiasm and respect for the work. I will resume my projects encouraged, refreshed, and renewed.
My blog might even get better.
So for now, I will sign off. I'm going to catch a quick nap before things get rolling, if I'm not too excited to sleep. And don't worry, I will give you the scoop later. So perhaps you can be a little encouraged and inspired, as well.
My Mission Statement
I write to serve, to unite, to educate. I write to share literature and flesh out ideas that may be of interest to others. I write to document an emotion, experience, or a blip in time. My mission is to write in such a way that the reader is reminded that we can find humor in all situations. It's one of the great blessings of life.