San Francisco Writers Conference, Day 1

Today marked the official beginning of yet another sold out San Francisco Writers Conference at the lovely Mark Hopkins Hotel on Nob Hill. Michael, Elizabeth, Laurie, Linda (and the countless I cannot name), you have done wonders to make this a nonstop whirlwind of success for all parties involved. And it really was nonstop, exhausting even, from the time I arrived to the time I escaped, nearly 12 hours later.

The Value of a Writer

The life of a writer is fraught with danger. No, not physical—unless you consider countless paper cuts sustained from printing out 300 pages of your manuscript to send to an agent, or perhaps tumbling backwards in your computer chair after a moment of deep contemplation—okay, make that stubborn writer’s block. …

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