Adventures in the #WordySouth

Friday, I did something I thought was impossible.

I drove to Macon, GA and I didn’t get lost.

I am insanely proud.

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The reason I drove to Macon was the Crossroads Writers Conference. I heard about it last year when Cat and Delilah went and they had such a great time, I decided that this year I’d be in attendance as well.

And it was awesome and I’m already making plans for next year.

I’ve never attended a writers conference before, unless you count the one or two writing track panels at DragonCon I wander into (which honestly have never thrilled me.) I’ve also never been to Macon (hence the excitement on not getting lost.) I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t apprehensive about the whole thing. Sure, two of my friends would be there, but I was on my own. I’m unreasonably terrified of looking like I had no idea what I’m doing. Cross-reference: Fraud Police.

I met Cate Noble, a local romantic suspense author who helped me not be sad and let wondering the campus. I made several new friends, held a mini-panel discussion on dinoerotica with Shane Wilson (hashtag: #WordySouthTips), met Cat’s agent Carrie (who has fabulous taste in nail polish and shoes), and learned some pretty great stuff I didn’t know I was interested in.

The best thing about Crossroads was that it didn’t feel like a conference; it felt like coming home. A bunch of word nerds gathered to hang out, eat, drink, and talk about the thing we all love most: writing. Most importantly, Crossroads renewed my sense of purpose.

I came home and got back into revisions and you know what? I didn’t hate it. I didn’t have to fight with myself about it. I have to thank Delilah because in two panels, she helped me solve a plot problem AND reassured me that I’m very close to my goal. Scary close. She also helped me come to terms with writing sex, so expect some acknowledgements in the back of future books, D.

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Note for next year: There’s a freaking BLOCK of hotel rooms with a discount for our people! Why did you think it was a good idea to DRIVE back and forth the whole weekend? Don’t do that again. Plus, you missed the room parties. Bottles of prosecco > bottles of NyQuil.

If you’re on Twitter and want a slice of my experience, checkout #WordySouth for tweets from the weekend. Some of them are pretty great.

So, with a reinvigorated sense of self, it’s back to knocking out this second book, sending more queries, doing more contests, not checking my email every thirty seconds and getting ready for American Horror Story tonight. Expect a vlog.

Cause you’re getting one.

If you’re looking for a recap on past seasons of AHS and want to know what I’m hoping for this year, consider reading my article, Black Magic Women, over on That’d be cool of you.


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