It seems odd that I go to a blogging conference and then walk away with writer's block. There are a million stories I could tell with as many incriminating pictures, and I'm sure I'll get to that in the days ahead. I think I've been so hesitant to talk about it is because I want to keep to to myself for a bit longer. There has been so much backlash over things that happened that weekend (I'm not going to link. It's easy enough to find and those stories don't need any extra hits from me) that it makes me feel defensive. Which I hate. I hate having to remind people "Hey! I'm not like that! Please don't be Mrs. Judgy VonHolierthanthou!" And at the same time it also makes me feel lucky to have avoided all that nonsense and to have truly enjoyed myself. I've got a sweet core group of ladies and we were miles away from any drama. Though, it DID get a little heated when I couldn't find our room key, as evidenced here:
Photo credit goes to the lovely Pocklock.
I want to be a better writer. I want to reach more people. I want to develop more relationships, be it professionally or personally. And it's crazy to think that it can all happen from the comfort of my couch and this less-than-new-and-shiny MacBook. How amazing is that? That all of this:
Photo credit, again, to the fantabulous Pocklock.
Photo credit goes to the lady on the left, Miss Alice.
. . .could all be because of words? It humbles me.
