This weekend, I’ll attend another SCBWI conference.
I was so afraid of everything the first time that I had a hard time taking in the good stuff.
Now that I’m on my fourth of these (including one in New York City), I’m much better prepared for what it will be – and won’t be. And I’m eager to go.
I can hardly believe my introverted self is saying that. But it’s true.
I am eager to go.
To learn craft. To be inspired. To be in community with other writers. To make the blank page less scary.
What about you? Introvert or extrovert? What is your scary thing?