I decided to go to Africa.
Then two wonderful things happened. The Writers Conference offered what is called a "short-track", for people who couldn't make the full conference, but wanted to attend for two days. These two days would be packed with seminars. The rest of the week would allow for "full-track" attendees to work more in depth with their workshop leaders.
The second thing that helped get me to the Conference this year is that they asked me to speak. Lisa Klarner and I gave a presentation on the pros and cons of different publishing options.
I kind of had to go for at least the short-track after that.
Earlier this afternoon, I returned home from Green Lake, feeling rather melancholy and little cheated. I still had the chance to bond with my writer friends, to gain new insights into my writing career and to get lots of helpful advice.
Also, for me, just soaking up the positive energy of the Conference Center grounds is re-energizing.
Lisa and I getting ready for our presentation.
Listening to Marshall Cook on Monday evening.
Two of the new friends I met on my run Monday morning.
Two years ago I started taking a yearly picture of my feet on the shores of Green Lake. I call the series of photos "Writer's Feet", but I haven't figured out what it means.
The full moon over Green Lake on Monday night. Not too bad for the basic camera that I have.
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