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Give your writing the time and attention that it deserves.

Can you see it? It’s the Hivery–a dreamy space for you to write away from your usual commitments and obligations. In the corner: coffee, tea, snacks (many of them chocolate-covered and/or gluten free.) Writing prompts and writing books scattered on various desks to provide you with additional inspiration.

 Sheri Hoffmann will start off the day with “Time to Honor the Writing.” This is more than a mantra; Sheri will give you strategies and tools to give your writing the sacred space it needs for your creativity and productivity to flourish.

 After two hours of unstructured writing time, Janine Kovac and Tarja Parssinen will host an optional breakout session with “Map Out Your Writing Year” and “Slay the Social Media Beast.”

Award-winning author Naomi Williams turns the tables with her talk, “Self-Doubt: Not Such a Bad Thing?” As Naomi says, “As writers, we’re all about nuance. And nuance almost always requires doubt. The question, I think, is about managing that self-doubt and learning from

Ready for a break? 

Belden Barns will pour their exquisite wines while dinner is served. Browse Vicki DeArmon’s pop-up bookstore All Things Book and pick up your complimentary book. Which will you choose? Naomi Williams’ LandfallsJanine Kovac’s SPINNING: Choreography for Coming HomeOr perhaps you’ll go home with a copy of keynote Brooke Warner’s newest book Green-Light Your Book

And finally, we’ll send you off into the night with the wise words of our keynote speaker Brooke Warner. As a publisher, writing coach and author in her own right, she’s seen it all and in every iteration. From idea seedlings and revision cycles to the finished product: your words in the world. This is the Green-Light Revolution.

The world needs your stories. But first you need to write them.

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Bringing a Book into the World


Earlier this month I was scheduled to appear on a panel “What’s Easier: Birthing a Book or a Baby?”

Strictly speaking, nothing was easier than an emergency C-section for my twins. I made no decisions. I did no work. I went into labor at 3pm and they were born an hour and a half later at 4:30. I mean, this easy birth was still fifteen weeks before my babies were due. So that sucked. As did the three months in the newborn intensive care unit and the two years of early intervention therapy.

But the birth? That was easy.

As for the birth of a book, I’m not precisely sure when that milestone happened. Was it when I purchased the ISBN? Or when I got my first page proofs? When the cover was complete? When I mailed ARCs to potential reviewers? Or was it when I delivered a box to the bookstore that hosted my book launch?

In that sense, when a book gets published, it’s more like a grownup than it is like a baby. After the final proofs, the pub date, and the book deliveries, that book is out in the world doing its own thing. I have no control over how it will be received or appreciated or even misinterpreted. Just like when my kids grow up, hopefully I’ll still be around, but I won’t be shaping their narrative.

The book launch isn’t the birth; it’s the wedding.

Perhaps the birth of a book is its first draft. That’s when the book comes into being for the first time. There’s still a lot of development and guidance necessary and, as every parent (and writer) knows, you can get all the advice in the world, but it’s up to you to impart it. If you don’t, that baby (or book) does not thrive.

And so you guide and shape and make mistakes. You learn things such as a later time for a baby does not mean he will sleep in the next day. Maybe you go to a class or ask the advice of an expert. That’s when you learn that you constantly write the word “coo.”

The big difference is that a book doesn’t grow up unless you feed it, shape it, discard it, pick it up again. The chances that your baby will become an adult are much greater.

There’s one similarity between birthing a book and a baby: post-natal amnesia.

What was so terrible again about those late-night feedings or the hours of revisions looking for extraneous uses of the word “so?” The times I cried, “I can’t do this” or looked at my screen and thought, “this is the suckiest idea I have had since my last suckiest idea.”

I have no recollection. Was it so bad? I can only remember the peace of holding a sleeping infant, the thrill of finding the perfect image for the end of a chapter, the joy of moving a paragraph to quicken the pace of a scene.

That means just one thing: I’m ready for another baby.




K is for Kitty Litter


KI am on a quest for the perfect kitty litter. Clumps, but doesn’t smell. Is organic but doesn’t track all over.

It’s harder than you would think.

We’ve tried several brands since acquiring our kitties last September. Such as “WORLD’S BEST KITTY LITTER” for kittens. How can you go wrong with that? But it turns out that the world’s best still wasn’t that impressive. It was chemical-free and it had a pretty look to it (like aquarium gravel), it also had a tendency to crumble and get dusty. And “WORLD’S BEST KITTY LITTER” multi-cat version wasn’t much better. We tried a kind that was completely compostable but it didn’t clump. Not-clumping is code for “super-gross and mushy” and it looked like goat pellets.

Fresh Step was good at odor control, had excellent clumping power but is basically just a chem-fest (that’s clever-speak for “full of chemicals.”) And our current litter clumps well, but it’s still stinky.

I think I’ve jumped the shark in this A-Z challenge, but if you’re out there and you know of a good, natural litter that smells like daisies, I’m all ears.

C is for Cover


CThe good thing about working in a group is that if you suck at something like, say, graphic design, chances are there are other people in your group who don’t suck [at graphic design]. And then if you need something like, say, a book cover you can go to those other people and ask them to do it.

For last year’s A-Z challenge, I took a bunch of pictures of letters. I have small kids, so naturally our house is littered with alphabets. There are letters on blocks and bath toys and benches. So I’ll take out my camera and take some pictures of letters, what’s the big deal?

If you actually go to our writing group’s page you will see gorgeous photos of letters made from flower petals and dripped cappuccino on the back deck. The colors are vibrant. Each letter is like its own little masterpiece.

There are not my photos. They are Allison Tierney’s photos. My photos are blurry and lousy and I won’t waste more thought trying to describe my incompetence in a thoughtful and witty way. Just know that I suck at it. (That’s why my “photos” for this year’s challenge are just letters in different fonts.)

Which is why I had nothing to do with our cover. Although I did threaten to put something together (which, I found, is a powerful motivator in getting someone else to do it.)

Didn’t Allison do a beautiful job?


photo credit: Mary Allison Tierney