Writing may be a thing you do alone in a room, but sometimes you have to leave the cozy private space and venture forth.
I’m at the Pikes Peak Writers Conference in Colorado Springs, hobnobbing with my fellow scribblers.
First session of the day is a read and critique. The first page of my novel will be read out loud and critiqued by an author, an agent and an editor. You bet I am nervous.
Headed there now. Later I will share my wardrobe malfunction. Plus, how the critique went.
Note my expression: fake happy hiding extreme nerves.
On the other hand, I was a reporter for 25 years and this is much less scary than some of the reporting experiences. So I can calm right down.
Susan Palmer's Exquisite Now 