I realized something last night. There is always a bit of chatter before our romance writing group settles down to write each week. Last night, we discussed our RWA chapter’s upcoming conference. A thought occurred to me while we were talking last night.
First, some backstory. I have attended our chapter’s annual event every year since I joined, save for last year. The first several years, I attended every workshop and wrote down nearly every word said. I knew next to nothing about writing and was trying to absorb every bit of knowledge I could.
After the first few years, I still attended the workshops, but my notes, while still lengthy, were not as copious as before. More and more of what I heard made enough sense that notes weren’t needed. Some of it was timely reminders of things I realized I already knew.
Then came the years I was too busy running around helping to run the conference to attend all of the workshops. While I regretted missed opportunities, I discovered the world didn’t end.
This year, I am going as a simple guest. I anticipate much, much less stress. Beyond that, my epiphany last night was about my purpose for going. I primarily want to socialize and see people I haven’t seen for a year or two. In prior years, I noticed many “old guard” writers found comfortable chairs to chat and catch up. I guess I’m becoming part of the old guard.
We do have some great speakers lined up, and great agents & editors taking pitches. I won’t ignore them. I’ll share more thoughts on conference when I return from it in a few weeks. Until then, I’ll focus on other topics to blog about. I hope you’ll come back next week!
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