Need for Speed!

I hope this week doesn't zoom past before I can get in gear!
I've been busy scheduling blog posts on the WCP for next week, because guess what?

Next week I go to Montrose! I'm so excited!
It's the writers conference I've been to twice before, and each time I feel like a kid going to summer camp---and I LOVED CAMP!
But this year I kept saying, "No, I'm not going to do that. I can't keep pumping money into these things. I mean, really! Writers are supposed to pop out $500+ to go to all these conferences and take a long shot of pitching to an editor or finding an agent? How many times are you supposed to do that?"
I just didn't have it in me.
And then they sent me the brochure and I looked at the line-up of speakers and workshop leaders.
First, there's a pastor who lives one hour away from me. Top-notch writer. So close! It's A Small World After All plays in my head.
Then, there are a couple of agents. So at least I can talk to them and verify my suspicions. They're good people. Right?
Then, the greatest thing of all: two widows who are writers will be there! I know that doesn't make sense to anyone but me, but I can't wait to meet them.

So many other things are popping up, too. I'm going to co-lead a GriefShare group at my church Sept-Dec.
A few days ago I sat in on some training for Disaster Relief Chaplains. When I first heard of the position I said in my head, "No, I'm not going to do that." (Did you notice my aforementioned "No, I'm not going to do that . . .?). Well, I'm not sure about this, but it was really, really interesting, and the manual is, of course, all about grief. It's not like I'm morbid or anything. Maybe I just think I can handle it. So we'll see.

Well, gotta get back to the other stuff like writing the book! And practicing my elevator pitch. Want to hear it?
Here you go, a 30 second summary that "hooks" your interest and compels you to want my work:
Two women who've lost everything journey through a dangerous wilderness and dark grief, and blaze a trail to extraordinary hope and life after death. (24 words. Perfect. It's supposed to be 25 or less).
How many copies did you say you want?
Please pray for me! Thanks for checking in on me.

Comments

Sarah and Brian said…
I'll take a dozen to start! Oh, if only I could! Your book is going to be such a blessing.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Ferree Bowman Hardy said…
Thanks Sarah! You're a sweetie!
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
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