Yesterday, I did mark a biggy off of my to-do list. I spoke at Country Memories Farm Writers Conference. I shared all the steps it took to get my memoir from randomness in my computer to an actual published book. I had an hour and a half to speak and in practice, came in at just an hour. I hadn't anticipated so many questions. But I think that questions are good; it means that they were interested in my topic and engaged in what I had to say. Whenever I saw someone taking notes, I wanted to say, "knock it off, nothing I say is important enough to write notes about." But it was a good feeling. I did OK.
|Me and my book display|
|Me talking with my eyes closed. My eyes were closed, I think in all the pictures that my friend Debby Erdmann took. The poor girl didn't have a chance at getting a good picture.|
|My class. Aren't they pretty people?|
|This guy wanted to join us but general consensus was no.|