On Writers and Others, part 2: Another Conference

Status: You know how I said I was coming down with something? Progressive tense no longer required. I feel like microwaved death, and am being careful not to venture beyond arm's reach of the kleenex box.


So, on Saturday I went to another writing conference, the Spring Fling Writing Thing put on by Peninsula Writers.

My god, what a waste of time. ( Read more... )

I suppose I can be said to have gotten my money's worth, since the conference was free. And don't get me wrong; everyone was very nice. (Arguably too much so....) But they all seemed to already know one another, and weren't looking for new acquaintances, let alone critique partners. And as an unpublished-but-serious-dammit writer, somebody who honestly wants to improve my craft, who's bothered to learn how the biz works and fully intends to see my name on a spine where the "real" books are shelved, it was clear that I was not among my peer group.