Sometime yesterday my husband even asked me if I was on speed. I gave him a blank look and went back to whatever I was doing.
Anyway, in just a few hours, I leave for the writers conference in Green Lake. I love it down there. And am even more excited that on Monday I am speaking about my publishing journey.
Even though I can't attend the conference for the entire week, I am hoping that the two days that I am there will rejuvenate me. Get back my focus. Inspire me.
How can a person not be inspired by a place like this?