The mountains in Asheville, North Carolina are beautiful in the morning. Crisp green in clear mountain air. Clouds splash across the blue sky in delicate brush strokes.
Before classes even began, I was energized. Talking with other writers at meals and as we stroll the forested grounds of the Lifeway Conference Center will do that.
Everyone was enthused to be here. Seeing and hearing the nervous anxiety of those about to pitch to editors and agents reminds me of the risks we take to put our writing out there for others to examine.
I did not plan to pitch when I went to the conference. But through His divine connections, I met with the Ramona Richards, fiction editor of Abingdon Press. I stumbled though an explanation of my current project and she asked for a proposal. A big thanks to DiAnn Mills and Eva Marie Everson for being obedient to His prompting.
I connected with old friends, spent time with my mentor, DiAnn Mills, and started new relationships. Looking back, I can see how the Father guided my class selection. Not only did I learn more about my craft, I met faculty who provided more than knowledge. They gave encouragement and insight into who I am as a writer.
And the schedule provided times to write and to spend time with my Lord in this peaceful setting where He rejuvenated me spirit, soul, and body.
Blue Ridge takes me out of the urban, self-contained hotel or conference center to walk in fresh air between buildings and classes, to let the subtle beauty of His creation permeate me; to step away from the schedule and enjoy the setting and draw peace and inspiration from it, to hear Him speak to me.
Which are your favorite conferences? What conference do you want to go to but haven’t yet?