Conferences can be chaotic and disappointing, but never RMFW’s, and not, I have found, to great delight, the Crested Butte Writer’s Conference.
The setting is dramatic and unforgettable — big brooding mountains, fourteeners, still frosted with snow in this first week of summer, a white mantle framing the green palette below. The white bark of the aspen seem to echo the peaks, tall and proud in their ivory, brooding in their shadows, flirtatious with their heart-shaped leaves, winking like so many ladies in the wind, fluttering their shamrock spring skirts.
Okay, so I was smitten by the setting. <g> But it was the people – the conference coordinators, Theresa Rizzo and Barbara Crawford, who orchestrated the perfect, intimate conference, and it was the editors and agents, warm, helpful, and willing to listen and to share, a rare combination, who gave perfect balance to the natural beauty outside the doors of the Grand Lodge during those three magical days.
To everyone who attended my workshops, thank you. To everyone who shared that my novels touched them, that they seemed like a movie, that my characters inspired them … thank you. I can only hope I gave you a gem, a whisper of encouragement in return, a spark that will make your writing shine, or make your reading even more fascinating.
More later. Thank you. 🙂 As always, I invite your comments.