So when I
went to my first writing conference almost two years ago, I found a nice chair
in the corner of the room, by myself. I had my water bottle and my notebook and
my pen. I was ready for the day.
Except the
conference was more popular than I had anticipated. Soon all of the chairs were
full. I ended up sitting next to a lovely woman who immediately smiled and
introduced herself as Mary. She asked what I was writing.
I had never
spoken about my story out loud. Besides my husband, no one even knew I was writing at the time. But I
couldn’t tell her “nothing” or “none of your business.”
“It’s an
urban fantasy.” Saying those words out loud was scary. But at the same time, it
made my writing feel real. I wrote an urban fantasy novel.
Mary’s eyes
lit up. “I love urban fantasy! Tell me about it.”
So we
talked.
I told her
about my story. She told me about her paranormal romance. We sat next to some
other women at lunch and exchanged more stories. That day, I talked to six
different people about not just our plots, but the life of a writer, our
struggles, our victories, our dreamsfor our novels. Seeing their passion made
me excited about their stories, and excited to talk about my story as well. I
found that I could hold my own in a conversation if the topic was something I
was passionate about.
I couldn't agree more, super scary but always worth it in the end!
ReplyDeleteI'll be putting on my brave-girl pants tomorrow at my conference :)