Why not come with me on a trip down memory lane?
It's July 2009, and I'm at my first RWA conference. Now, for those of you who have never been to RWA nationals, let's just say, these conferences are incredibly overwhelming. When you're not squeeing because you happen to be sitting next to Stephanie Laurens or flipping out because you are *this* close to Susan Elizabeth Phillips, you're basically just trying not to look like you have no idea what you're doing. Which, of course, you don't.
But...
Published on April 05, 2010 05:19