Off to a conference
I’m leaving Thursday for my first writer’s conference of the year. I’ll be in Denver at this conference. I hope to see some of you there. If not, I hope I see you at SOME writer’s conference this year. It’s important to get to at least one conference a year if you’re serious about writing.
If finances are a problem, ask the conference director if there are scholarships available or perhaps a way to work in trade for tuition. When I was at my lowest as a writer, I drove a shuttle ferrying conferees from the conference grounds to the airport and back. (Thanks Elaine!). I did that at two separate conferences and on one trip to the airport, I had one of my favorite editors as my sole rider. I got her all to myself for the 45-minute drive.
Last year I know of at least one conference where scholarship money went unused. Don’t let that happen. Pray about it and see if a door opens up.
On another note, I want to remind you to read blogs carefully. This week I’ve read two blogs aimed at writers where something was said that I disagree with at least in part. I may be wrong or they may be wrong; but you need to read carefully and decide whether or not the advice offered is valid for you.
In closing, I’ll offer a quote from author Dick Francis who died this week at age 89.
“When you’re writing, that’s when you’re lonely. I suppose that gets into the characters you’re writing about. There are hours and hours of silence.”
I’ll try to report on the conference when I get back.
Nick,
I didn’t notice any particular egregious advice recently on the blogs I routinely read, but I may have missed it. I agree that just because it’s on the Internet doesn’t make it authoritative. My mother used to say, “Consider the source,” and I still do. Let me hasten to say that I consider you an excellent source, though.
Enjoy the conference.
No, the advice wasn’t egregious….just incomplete, in my opinion.
I’ll see you there, Nick, looking forward to it
Nick, I’m glad you are blogging more often as I enjoy your musings and your advice. As I read today’s blog, I thought of a conference I attended a few years back. I had made a list of editors and agents I wanted to meet. I boarded the shuttle to the conference grounds. Several other people crowded in and I found myself sitting knee to knee with a tall stranger. “You’re much too close,” I told him, “for someone with whom I’m not on a first name basis, so perhaps we should introduce ourselves. I’m Judy.”
As we shook hands, the stranger said, “Hi. I’m Nick. Nick Harrison.”
I was able to meet and talk with one of the editors on my “want to meet” list.
Those conference shuttle rides are sometimes the highlight of the event.
I’m sorry to hear about Dick Francis—I’ve enjoyed his stories.
Safe trip, Nick. Lord willing, I’ll see you at Mount Hermon.
Becky