Bread Loaf Conference
As I hoped and expected, the New England Young Writers Conference at Bread Loaf was a great time, and entirely too short. My daughter Julia attended the workshops led by another fiction writer, while I worked with a talented and extraordinarily open and enthusiastic group of fourteen high school students on their fiction writing. That was just the core of it; there were also readings (from the podium where Robert Frost used to hold forth—I did one myself), additional writing sessions open to all, conversations with writers of all stripes, good food and good company, and—wonder of wonders—sunshine on the mountain. I was sad to leave. But I'll tell you this: there are some excellent writers coming up in the years ahead! Be warned. Be heartened.
The Sunborn galleys arrived for my inspection and correction just before the conference, and I didn't have time to so much as glance at them over the weekend. Now I'm working on them, but I'm also getting ready to leave on another trip, this time to meet with another group that wants to pick the brains of SF writers.
I hope you're all enjoying your spring.
"I love being a writer. What I can't stand is the paperwork." —Peter De Vries
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