Midway Writer’s Conference: After Action Report

I announced at Sunday dinner last week that I was going to a writer’s conference.  My father and one of my sons looked appropriately interested.  My husband rolled his eyes.  He informed them that this “writer’s conference” meant I was having lunch with Jessica.  Jessica, who writes fantasy as J.M. Ney-Grimm, was my college roommate.  We lost touch over the years, but I found her again at The Passive Voice and we’ve been in contact ever since–if only by email for the most part.

We do have pho...