Millions of spectators, Hundreds of competitors. A handful of awards. And now? The sound of silence. The 2012 Olympic games were held in London with all the pageantry and elegance that city could offer. There were some winners and some losers, but in the end I'm sure everyone there walked away with the feeling of being a part of something grand.
For me, and I'm pretty sure many more of you out there, WriteOnCon this year was an event of "olympic" proportions where participants from all over the globe came together in the spirit of camaraderie to test their mettle on the field of writing.
Yes, there were great risks. Writers put their heart and soul into their work, no matter their years in the business, and there is always a certain level of nervousness putting your work out there for the world to see. To maybe laugh at. Or worse, comment on the foolishness of you thinking you could be a writer.
But it's rarely that bad and most times we writers are pleasantly surprised to find just how many people out there actually LIKE our stories. I went into this conference not really knowing what I would find. I leave this conference with some new friendships, a critique of my work by an industry professional, and a wealth of knowledge which will last me a lifetime. I have been enriched by my experiences and have discovered that I have little to fear about whether I can call myself a writer or not. Now I can just sit back and enjoy the aftermath of a FABULOUS writer's online conference and listen to...