Five hours, forty-eight minutes, and fifteen seconds from now, I will be jumping into my stylish mini-van and leaving my family for six whole days.
But who’s counting?
I’m headed to the annual Mount Hermon Christian Writers Conference. Same time. Same place -the majestic Santa Cruz mountains. It’s a piece of Heaven on earth. Truly.
My bags are packed and you’ve been stuffed along inside, in between my fluffy blue slippers and my green high school sweatshirt.
For those of you who can’t make it this year, but have a burning question about writing or anything else pertaining to the conference or someone who may be there, email me or comment below. I’ll try and get the answers for you.
I will be in the company of some amazingly talented writers, editors, and publishers. So, if you’re making your own trek up, make sure to say hi! I’ll be the one eating brownies and drooling, with the giddy “I left my kids for six days with their father.” look on my face.
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