The Writer Finally Returns From The Writer’s Conference

The Writer Finally Returns Blog Picture

And… I’m back! I don’t have a good excuse for missing last week. Life lag maybe? (You know that feeling when you get back from vacation?) Or gathering all the knowledge dumped on me? ๐Ÿ˜›
But, here I am so I can finally tell you about my trip.


Me and my mom drove up to South Carolina that morning. Somewhere along the way we saw these metal goats.



And yes, we used printed out directions for this trip. If you noticed that, then, congratulations Sherlock.
Before we went to the conference we checked into our cottage. Which was actually cheaper than staying at one of the hotels and probably nicer. Not to say hotels aren’t nice. But look at it!


My mom is good at finding great deals. She found it on AirBnB. It was also nice inside…


But my favorite thing was probably this doorknob. Look at it!


Old Doorknob!

It had this little key!


Shiny Key!

I thought that was so cool. ๐Ÿ˜€

Then we went to the Write2Ignite!


(That green dot is just the light) My mom took that last set of pictures. Thank you mom!

We parted ways. I went to the Teen Track where Tessa Emily Hall talked about mistakes new writers make, her writing journey, and pursuing writing at a young age. My mom went to learn about children’s book and went to an author panel. I took lots of notes and no pictures (except for metal goats and the cottage). XP I did give some of these to a few people.


First card making attempt. Pretty good…

It was dinner and free time next. I just ate pizza, shook with excitement/nervousness, and talked/listened to the other teen writers. ๐Ÿ˜› Then everyone came together for worship. It’s funny cause for one of the songs they asked you to just pray and… I know why one of my characters is supposed to go blind now. Just kinda like when God taps you on the shoulder, “You may need this.” and gives you an idea. Meanwhile, “I need to write this down!” *tries very hard to get out paper without making noise* *realizes she can’t draw fast enough to get it down as real as she imagines* *draws stick figures* ๐Ÿ˜€
It was for book three. “I’m not even on book three yet. I’m still on book one! I don’t even know how she goes blind yet!”
“Then finish writing it.”
*nervous laughter* yeah… I need to do that. Anyone need an accountability partner?

The keynote byย Jenny L. Coteย about liberty and deadlines was after that. Then I had tea and a brownie (with caramel on it). Talked to people…


The full day, the last day, the Saturday. Me and my mom both went to listen to Carol Baldwin talk about Christian writers and the secular publishing world. But my mom had been itching really bad that morning so she left to find a clinic. Left by myself I went to listen to another keynote by Jenny Cote about the writing journey. I was going to go to one class on fiction writing, but couldn’t find room 110, so I just followed where all the other teens went. Which was Daniel Blackabyย talking about inspiration and the journey of writing. (There were two options for the teen track. Both looked good, but I don’t know if anyone else could find the room for the other one.)


My mom returned feeling a bit better (Yay!). And we ate lunch (I had more pizza, but this tasted better than the other pizza). I got to talk to Linda Gilden and Lori Hatcher some during that time.
And since the next session I wanted to go to was in room 110, my mom told me where it was. Down the hall with the 107-109 sign (I could be slightly wrong on the range, but the sign ended with 109). It was there and so was a sign saying they were meeting in a different room. ๐Ÿ˜› Itย was a fun brainstorming session (also with Daniel Blackaby). She went and learned about blogging. Maybe one day she will blog again. I would link to her old blog, but she hasn’t done anything on it recently and it has several pictures of me on it… *is camera shy*

We walked around and looked at books. My mom bought me Coffee Shop Devos and Tessa signed it. I’m enjoying reading it, even though I don’t like coffee. ;P
Then I went to my next session in… room 110. I find the door again, I try the knob. It’s locked. I wander around determined, until peering through the window of the locked door I see another door. So I walk round the circle again and open the door. (It should be noted that this unlocked door did not have a room number next to it.) Victory! Except no one is in there. Not even the presenter (which was actually Tessa Hall)… Fortunately I saw her close by and with a few other people we entered the room. It was a good talk on worshiping our creator through our creations. I don’t think many people could find the room, otherwise more people would have shown up.

After that adventure I went to the last Keynote, The Epic Journey, where Jenny Cote talked about her writing journey. That was very interesting. And they announced the winners of the writing contest and the silent auction (which didn’t have to do with the contest). I talked to Jenny a bit, not much cause a bunch of people wanted to also talk to her and have her sign their books (we already have all of them and are reading The Voice, The Revolution, and The Key for school). She actually remembered me from the Scottish Festival and Home School Expo. ๐Ÿ˜€

When me and mom got back to our cottage we talked about what we learned and looked at our notes. Then we ate.


Garlic chicken with noodles. It looked like it had more tomatoes on the container. So I’m happy. garlic+noodles-tomatoes=yum. ๐Ÿ˜›

I don’t normally take pictures of my food.


Those are my notes in the background. *nods*


You can’t even taste the spinach.

I thought y’all would like them anyway, since I didn’t take conference photos. Except the ones my mom took… Of me and Jenny Cote. And pictures someone took of us. Two words. Awkward smile. Meaning when someone says, smile, I try to smile normally and it looks… awkward. Or they take when I’m trying to adjust my smile and it looks like I’m not smiling. Or like I’m plotting something… I think I inherited this from my Grandfather. (he frowns on purpose though. ๐Ÿ˜› )

Anyway that was my first trip to a writer’s conference.

Have you ever been to a writer’s conference? Are you
thinking about going to one? Have you met or read any of those
authors? How have you been these past weeks? Do you have any
questions for me?


8 thoughts on “The Writer Finally Returns From The Writer’s Conference

  1. “I don’t normally take pictures of my food.” *proceeds to give all her readers a good look at that dish of pasta*
    On a serious note, I’m glad you enjoyed the conference! I think that a conference that is all about writing, plus being Christ-centered, is really amazing, and it’s great that you got to go.

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