Greetings from 32,000 feet. I'm seated in the exit row of a 737, heading for Tampa to attend my first writer's conference, the Association of Writers and Writing Programs. I know, I know... what took me so long?
Well, the easiest answer is I view writing as a fairly solitary endeavor and getting together with thousands of other writers--the successful, the hopeful and the desperately hopeless--has never been at the top of my list.
That's not to say I don't enjoy other writers; truly some of my best friends make things up for a living. I guess I'm just not much of a joiner. That said. I'm looking forward to learning some things, meeting new people and perhaps--just perhaps--recapturing some of that fire to write something completely my own, unencumbered by the trappings of a series or the expectations of others.
We'll just see about that.
Anyway, I plan to do a few Facebook Live broadcasts over the next three days, so feel free to like my page and get notified when I'm on.
Also, I hope you're enjoying the latest John Pilate Mystery, Pilate's Rose.
I'm pleased to say that it has received some nice comments, though sales have been pretty dreary. If you want to help me pay my AWP Conference bar bill, be sure to pick up a copy.
Okay, that's it for now. Be well, and if you're in Tampa say hi. Locate me using my Facebook page or Twitter @A_Greenwood.