So, what comes to mind?
Right now I am thinking about my writing life and my perpetual see-saw between "I Rock" and "I Suck." Right now I am feeling like "I Suck" because I sat down to write on this beautiful day and got nowhere. I read some blogs. Googled a couple things. Sent a few emails. Went on Facebook. The usual wasting-time dance.
I got distracted by an email in my inbox reminding me to register for the Philadelphia Writers' Conference. I can't believe it's time to register already. I am psyched to attend this year's conference but also terrified. I know that I have come far in my writing life in the past year but I have so much farther to go. I still have nothing to pitch to agents and editors. I still have nothing to share to workshop leaders. I still have no idea what to say when networking. I still do not have business cards.
It's almost time to register yet I still have not clicked that Register Now button. I will. I know I will but I am procrastinating. For a change.
I know by the end of the conference weekend all this fear I have will be washed away and replaced by exhilaration That's how it was last year.
Wanna read about my experience last year? I wrote a blog about it:
Read Us. Know Us.: The Philadelphia Writers' Conference.