Three hundred eighty miles stretch between me and my dreams. More steps than I can imagine as I stand here and look into the distance. It's more than a little scary...and exciting.
In three weeks I need to be in Wheaton, IL for Write to Publish. I've never been to this conference but I know it's going to big deal.
I want to use my time at the conference wisely. In order to do that I need to use my time now just as wisely.
Tonight I've put a lot of thought into the preparations I need to make for conference. I've actually been working on this for the last couple of weeks. I think the smartest thing I've done so far was purchase Meredith Efkin's e-book, Writers Conference Survival Guide. I've gone to several conferences and STILL learned new things.
The second smartest thing I've done is delegate what tasks I can. I've given the job of making my business cards to the friend who has a degree in graphic design. As time goes by I'm sure I'll find other things I can delegate as well. (You want to photocopy things for me don't you? Maybe run to Office Max?)
Lastly, I'm being realistic. My list of things I need to get done before I go, WON'T ALL GET DONE. And that's OK. Really. I've put the most important things at the head of the list and followed it with less important things and so on. If I do half of what I've set out for myself I will be amply prepared.
I'm really looking forward to Write to Publish. I have no idea how I'm going to get there (can you believe Amtrak is booked solid?) but I'll be OK. I have faith that this is something I'm meant to do. So it's all good.
Maybe this road isn't so empty after all.
Monday, May 12, 2008
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