I'm heading to Emerald City...not for the great and powerful Oz, but for something even more powerful than that - the Emerald City Writers Conference.
I haven't been to a conference since before I was pregnant with Grace. Long before the 'block'. At this point, my muse needs an enema, and I think this conference - with the vibrant energy of fellow writers, a dynamic booksigning, and juicy tidbits from editors and agents - I'll be writing again in no time.
I'm still keeping my fingers crossed, just in case.
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