I just got back from Indiana RWA’s “Making Magic” mini-conference. It was such a fun time.
|Lani Diane Rich and Alastair Stephens|
Truth is, at my point in careerhood, I’m not big on conferences because even when they’re fun, they’re exhausting. I don’t do many workshops because the subject matter often doesn’t address my concerns (a little disclaimer here, though—sometimes the presenters are so much fun I just go for that). I don’t do editor and/or agent appointments when they’re offered because, frankly, they play havoc with my nerves.
But I still like to go. I like wine-and-whine parties in someone’s suite (Nan’s and mine this weekend). I wish the editors and agents would show up and we could all just Have A Good Time and they’d offer to buy from / represent all of us without the nerve-wracking appointments. I like meeting table-mates and I like getting the goody bag that’s always offered to all the attendees.
So, yes, I still go. And I still have a great time. Because my favorite people I’m not related to are quite often other writers. And because—if I really need another reason—from every conference, workshop, or seminar I attend, I bring something back, what pal Joan Reeves calls a “takeaway truth.” There were a lot of those truths presented this weekend. The ones that follow are the ones that resonated loudest in my jaded writer’s ear, that called for fist pumps and shouted yeses.
Do the work.
You are a great writer.
And the best and loudest of all for someone who’s at the same career-point I am. You get to do this.
Yes, because we are writers, we get to do this every single day of our lives.