The Writers’ Conference

March 28, 2017

I was with four hundred writers this weekend.  They all want what I have.  A career with two publishers and an agent.  Some of the writers bought my books.  I was told that I was a hard working author.  I’m needed and valued by their community of people.  Life isn’t easy with lazy care attendants and two less than ideal roommates.  I’m lonely here and work is always here.  I have to keep moving forward now not get negative.  My agent gave me a book offer to write a second book, two more interviews, sold and autographed books. I rarely sleep anymore.  I’m making it.

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