Hello again. Today I drove up the mountain to the town of Mount Crested Butte (really only about two miles away but a nice drive, bicycles everywhere, all the time. Very cool!!
Went to breakfast with six strangers who became friends. One nice middle aged lady writes erotica; she was great. Met two Sandy winners. For those of you who don't know what that is, it is the writing contest for the conference.
I'm liking this conference already.
By the way this conference is so much smaller than Pikes Peaks Writers Conference, about 1/6 the size. The line for breakfast was tiny.
Went to an agent panel and was surprised to meet some people whose pictures I'd seen on line. Mary Kole looks so young in person. Went to a class on agents by a fellow who writes for Writers Digest. I thought I knew everything there was to know about agents but I learned something. Eckart Tolle would have been proud of me.
Followed that up with a class by an editor from Tor (do's and don't about submitting and publishing), once again learned something (although I did always agree with him).
Lunch was fantastic--ate too much, but kept my sodium intake reasonable (that's another post).
The afternoon was filled with chats with authors and although I liked most of them (one of them was Hank Phillipi Ryan, who I think is so cool), I bugged out and went for a hike, with Julia Allen, past two beautiful lakes. Two hours in paradise.
Life is good.
Getting ready to go to a locaI bar to pick the brain of Mary Kole. Won't be drinking. I'm here with Julia and last night I had absinthe.
I don't think I'll get back on line tonight, so have a good evening.