A Day for (My) History Books

Today is a day for the history books…If history cares about the day I did something crazy. And by crazy, I mean completely normal to everyone but myself. Yes, today I did something special. Something amazing. Something unheard of! Today…I signed up for my first writer’s conference!
 
Are you disappointed? Sorry. This is a big deal for me, though! I never do anything like this. For years, I chose to go about my writing business alone. I was a little row boat tied to the harbor, trying not to sink as the tall ships around me sailed on to the high seas, experiencing adventures, finding treasures, making friends with the other…ships…(That metaphor got away from me a little bit.)
 
But today, I decided to stop cowering and finally sign up. I am looking forward to learn more, to meet new people, and to improve my writing. But I still get a little queasy every time I think about this new adventure. So I'm making myself feel better by staring at my pictures of the ocean (taken just last week on my trip to California). Because, let’s be honest “The cure for anything is salt water. Sweat, tears, or the sea.” (Isak Dinesen)