I am embarking on a new phase of my writing career.  I am a week away from my first writer's conference.  I am soooo excited.  I have wanted to attend a writer's conference for years.  They have always been out of my reach financially.  Then I heard of the Flathead River Writers Conference.  The price was very moderate.  I had some extra money for a change.  So, bingo, I signed up asap. 

Today I spent printing up stories and ideas to take with me.  I am not going to this conference to talk to an editor or anything like that.  I am going strickly for the first time experience.  Next year, I will go prepared for more.

It was very interesting to reread some of my stories today.  They are not bad, if I do say so myself.  My biggest problem is comma placement. <G>  I have never been good at punctuation.  I need to take some time to study that subject again.  I haven't bothered to study the topic since I was a freshman in college almost 10 yrs ago.

My, time does fly.  I have been living in the north for over 4 yrs now.  It seems like it has been just a couple of years.  As it is, I have been in Idaho for almost 2 yrs.  Steve and I have been together for a year.  That blows my mind.

I have deviated from my topic.  I was talking about writing.  I have always wanted to be a writer.  I can remember my first story.  It was about two boys.  I dictated the story to my cousin and he wrote it down.  I was only 6.  Since then, I have been writing in some way or another.  I can remembe wanting to be a missionary who wrote children stories.  I was wanting to go to Africa.  That is funny.  I believed that Africa was the only place you could be a missionary at.  Little did I know.

Now, I don't want to go to Africa.  I would like to go on short mission trips, but I don't see that happening any time soon.  I can be a missionary in my writing.  I have written some stories about God and His love for us. 

So much to write.  Just not enough time to write in.  Last entry I wrote about my time constraints.  I have studied more this last week.  I started over in a sense.  It had been so long since I have studied that i had forgotten a lot of the important stuff.  This time, I am reading and high lighting.  I am taking notes.  I am repeating the information to myself several times.  I don't think I will forget the stuff again.  I do want to finish this course.  I want to finish both of the studies.  I will finish them.  I have too much at stake not to finish them.

Another episode in a writer's life.