I attend about 20 writer's workshops and conventions a year, every year, and many of my agent and editors friends ask me why. I'm an established agent with a track record and more clients than I can handle, but I go to give back, to make connections and to be part of the transformation process of making published writers. I just returned from my 28th NeCon convention (which is my favorite convention), and I have seen writers go from horror fan to the best seller list and creators of TV shows.
Below is my colleague Alice Orr's take on the writer's conference/retreat we both will be attending on August 10th.
There
are writers’ conferences and there are writers’ retreats and barely the twain
shall meet. Writers’
conferences are about craft and career – the business of being a writer. Writers’
retreats are about craft and contemplation – the soul of being a writer.
Both
happen all seasons of the year but I love best the retreats of summer. When the
dog days crawl in it’s a blessing and a relief to have a place to be apart with
members of one’s tribe.
I found
that place in the late seventies when I was done with feminist journalism or it
was done with me and my writer self was adrift in a sea of uncertainty.
I wanted
to write fiction but was convinced I had no imagination – not enough anyway to
be a true storyteller like Mary Higgins Clark or my grandmother Alice Jane
Rowland Boudiette. All of those names were a lot to live up to and I deeply
doubted I had the stuff to meet that mark.
Then
I heard about a writers’ conference retreat being held at a college about a
half hour’s drive from where I lived. I signed up on impulse but only for the
weekend.
I was
wild in those days. Definitely not known for caution but I was cautious about
this. Because it involved coming out in front of God and everybody and
admitting I wanted to be a writer.
I could
hear the sniggers of the naysayers back in my hometown. “Who does she think she
is? She thinks she can be a writer. She was always too big for her britches.”
By
the end of that first summer weekend those voices were fading and I was hooked.
I wheedled my way into the week-long retreat that followed and by Friday the
old voices had been supplanted by new ones and my future of ever-since had
begun.
I count
three events in my personal life as profound – my seven years with my
grandmother – meeting my husband – the births of my grandchildren. Profound because
they redirected my life. They lifted me from where I was and set me down in a
very different place.
There
have been profound events in my professional life also – the day I stood up in
a classroom and found my teacher voice – the day I walked into a publishing
house as a manuscript reader on my way to becoming an editor and then a
literary agent – and that first summer writers’ retreat.
August
is just around the corner. We’ve been crawling through the dog days for some
time now. And that means summer retreat time is almost here. The same retreat I
happened upon in the late seventies so that ever-since could happen in my writing
life and my writer’s soul.
It’s
interesting that this particular conference retreat always has something about
magic in the title because magic is exactly what it has been for me. Magic and fabulous
friendships and a few days away from my real life world. I’ve been told you can
still sign up on impulse or otherwise at www.iwwg.org.
Keep On Writing Whatever May Occur -- Alice
Alice Orr is a former book editor and literary agent,
published in fiction and nonfiction, including No More Rejections: 50
Secrets to Writing A Manuscript That Sells. Alice lectures nationally on
storytelling – how to write and market novels, memoir and narrative nonfiction.
She lives in New York City. http://publishingsensefromaliceorr.blogspot.com
