Nothing can beat a week in the mountains, surrounded by people who “get” you, with your combined love for Jesus and crazy #grammarnerd brain. Yes, it was the Blue Ridge Mountains Christian Writers Conference. Around 500 writers–from newbies to seasoned, best-selling authors–spent the week worshiping, practicing, and learning from each other. Well, mostly the newbies learned from the experienced writers.
For me, it wasn’t much of a sacrifice except for the end-of-the-school-year events I missed with my children. I love to learn, to meet new people (one-on-one, no big parties, please), and to take a break from cooking/housework/chauffeuring. But my family really sacrificed. I want to make sure those sacrifices weren’t in vain by following through on the commitments I made at Blue Ridge.
Read more about what I mean over at Almost An Author. If it resonates with you, leave me a comment there or pop back over here to say something.