Jun 15, 2008

I'm Late

by Marsha Ward

When I arrived home on Sunday, I was exhausted by having attended a week-long convention in the heat of Scottsdale, Arizona, so I didn't blog. Through the miracle of a new Blogger process, though, I can make this look like I did post on the correct day. I'm going to take advantage of that, so I don't trespass on Monday's blogger.

Last week I attended the annual get-together of Western Writers of America, whose member produce much of today's Western Literature, both fiction and nonfiction. WWA is made up of historians, novelists, writers of short fiction, juvenile authors, magazine writers, journalists, and everything in between. We take tours of sites of historical significance; listen to panelists expound on topics from researching and writing military history to how to write Western music; eat very well; and grant the Spur Awards in 17 or so categories of literature, film writing, poetry, and song lyrics.

It is great fun to reconnect with old friends and to make new ones. I lined up several people for future Author Interviews on my
blog. I spoke to a potential publisher for my WIP. I gleaned a lot of information, hugged a lot of people, and came home, as I mentioned, exhausted.

What did you do last week?


  1. Sounds like you had a great time, Marsha!..except for the heat part, of course. I am always in awe of the number of people you know...and never surprised at the number of people who know and love you! How did it go with the potential publisher for your wip?

    Last week I spent hours and hours trying to organize visiting teaching assignments...and writing and creating a class on spiritual preparedness...and getting a son ready for an Eagle Court of Honor, his 18th birthday and ordination to the Melchizedek priesthood. Then we got him off to Utah to attend BYU. I miss him.

  2. Hmmmm last week, I don't remember last week, ha. Actually, I worked 40 hours, had a flat tire, dealt with an emotional sister, niece and a dad who's blood sugar is out of whack, had my 3 dogs groomed separately, bought carpet to fix up the back porch, weeded and napped. No wonder it's hard to remember, it was mundane to say the least.


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