Charlie Bear here with a message about leaving. Mom Peep leaves me home with Dad when she goes off to writers conferences. Heck, I don’t mind (I love having time with Dad), but there’s something special that happens to her when she goes to these things. Maybe you’ve been to one? More than one? Then you might know what I mean.
Mom comes home on cloud twelve. In dog words, it would be like going to the dog park and spending the whole day there sniffing, running, playing, romping–getting exhausted, but in a good way.
Mom says that’s just what happens! From morning ’til night the fun goes on. (Here’s a pic of Mom Peep and her Guideposts writer friends enjoying camaraderie and popcorn one night.)
There are workshops, major morning tracks focused on their writing genre (that’s a weird word, don’t you think?), keynote speakers, meetings with editors and agents and other writers, and then even night owl sessions for those who don’t go to bed early, like me. (Here’s a pic of Mom and the class of night owls learning about writing for Chicken Soup.)
These were all taken at the Mount Hermon Christian Writers Conference in March of this year. Coming up on the agenda for Mom is an October conference: Antelope Valley Christian Writers’ Conference. www.avwriters.com
She’s also been approached about teaching at the FCWC Florida Christian Writers Conference in February/March. She’s never been to this one before, have any of you? www.floridacwc.net (she says it looks pretty and sounds like tons of fun)
I’d say it’s definitely for a good cause when Mom Peep goes away. Do you have plans to go away this summer? What does it do for you?
Wiggles and woofs,