Tomorrow begins the East of Eden Writers' Conference. Steinbeck Country is difficult to describe to anyone without some first hand experience in dry, dusty heat, yellow hills and giant oak trees, hawks and buzzards, cows and sheep. The road trip runs through dirt so rich it's called black gold. Men and women bend in the hot sun to pick strawberries.
250 anxious, eager, inspired, tortured writers will be on hand at the conference -- energy galore.
For me, the excitement is teaching writers plot and scene and structure.
I'll let you know how it goes....
When was the last time you put yourself out there for your writing???
