I was doing a little bragging about finaling in my local RWA chapter contest and after the initial buzz wore off, I felt a bit depressed. Why, you ask? Because I started thinking that even though this event gives me just a small feeling of validation about my writing ability, I have always thought that in order to get published, one has to attend a conference and do the "pitching" to editors thing. I don't see myself being able to do that any time soon, so I thought I've pretty much done as much as I can do.
I got just a smidgen of hope after reading that Brenda Coulter was published right out of the gate on her first manuscript/first query. I don't expect that to happen with me, but at least it lets me know that some of the publishers are really reading the queries we send them.
What do ya'll think....are the conferences necessary? I mean, I know they're a good thing but are they a must?
Different subject. I finally got word that the care package I sent my son in Iraq reached him. I don't know if the homemade chocolate chip and oatmeal raisin cookies reached him in edible condition, but at least I know he got them along with the cans of nuts, beef jerky, ibuprofen, Gold Bond Powder, movies, crossword puzzles, magazines, books, etc., etc.!!
He says the locals are friendly and when the Marines go out into town they are swarmed by children asking for chocolate, pens and their goggles. He said that at times when he and the others guys have been sitting out under a tree, local ladies have brought them warm bread to eat. Does my heart good to hear that.
I've been thinking that in my next package I might even make up little sandwich size baggies with candy, colorful pens and little toys for him to pass out to the kids. Sort of a little Mom good will gesture.
I pray for the safety of all our troops and that they'll come home soon.
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