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Writing conferences are designed to teach us how to improve our writing skills, create networking opportunities between writers, and also give those who are ready the chance to skip the slush pile.
These things are wonderful. There always seems to be one or two classes, authors or writers you meet that impart to you that most important thing you are seeking at the time.
It happened for me, at this February's ANWA Time Out For Writers. A chance run in with an ANWA member was my "Ah hah!" moment.
Let me tell you about it.
I was volunteering at the pitch area when I met Carol Stewart. We only a a few minutes to visit, but it was this visit that changed my writing world.
She shared with me the one thing that helps her write.
Wait for it . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Carol goes to the library to write several hours a day.
Simple right? No, not simple at all. BRILLIANT!
At the end of a busy day, I have lamented more times than I care to admit, about how I got so many things completed on my "to do list", yet, I didn't get to my well meaning desire of writing that day. I just seemed to run out of time.
I had considered packing up my computer, snacks, and other writing paraphernalia and go write somewhere. (If you know me, you know I tend to bring tons of stuff everywhere I go, and sort of set up house.) I had considered trying the local Barnes and Noble, the library, and Starbucks. I even talked about it with my friend and favorite writing buddy, Melinda Sanchez. We both thought it was a good idea, but we never made the time nor the effort to make it happen.
When Carol shared with me how she gives herself permission to leave her home and write, it finally gelled with me.
You mean it really is okay to myself permission to write? My house won't get condemned? My family will not die of hunger?
When I'm at home, I get caught up on projects around the house that are good, but maybe not the best choice right now.
With a little planning, I will be able to get everything done at some point in time. It's okay to leave the gazillion chores the scream to me day in and day out.
My first day at the library was HEAVEN! Those three hours were like a mini ANWA retreat. I have since gone several times a week. I LOVE IT!
Not so secret right? Well, maybe not, but it sure is magic!