Home from OWFI conference I am exhausted.  I always feel this way after spending a weekend with like minds from all over. It was exhilarating and exhausting at the same time. I renewed old friendships and made some new ones.  It’s Sunday and I am supposed to put out my blog.  I will try, but I am tired. 

I assisted a speaker, Rene Gutteridge, from Oklahoma City as she spoke about writing film scripts. Before the conference was over we got our hand signals straight as I sat in the back telling her how much time was left. The great IT team fixed our mic when I tried to in introduce Rene and my voice ended up being heard in another room. 

I got caught in a thunderstorm and the great staff of Embassy Suites sent a van to pick us up.  It was only about a block and a half to the restaurant, so we walked over thinking the clouds were not close. But it’s spring in Oklahoma, so you know . . .

I begged for centerpieces for the Friday night banquet so much that I ended up with too many and they spilled onto the Saturday night banquet.

My phone said I walked almost 4 miles on Friday all over Embassy Suites and up and down stairs with centerpieces and to attend workshops. My old legs kept me up with leg cramps that night.

I missed the workshop given by Meg Gardiner because of a schedule conflict.  I really wanted to see that one.

I picked up certificates for members of my local club who won honors at the writing conference. I ate too much. 

But Sunday morning I got a chance to eat breakfast with some old friends and my editor from The Wild Rose Press.  We had all began to let down a little.  It was fun catching up with them. It takes a village to put on a writer’s workshop.  Now we decide what we can do better for next year.