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.