North Carolina

So I'm riding in the passenger seat of a rental car my nephew and I picked up at the Raleigh Airport in North Carolina. I've got my laptop connected to my phone which then connects to the internet allowing me to write this amazing blog. You gotta love technology.

I'm in such a good mood, and although I love being here with my nephew, I can't help thinking that it's North Carolina that has me feeling so good. I love this place. The trees are so dense, that you have to search for the homes imbedded in them. The aroma is absolutely killing me, and all I want to do is spend the rest of this absolutely gorgeous day taking it in. But I'm here to help my nephew get his house ready to sell, so it's time to put on my handyman hat and go to work.

All in a days work

Im at work, and about to install some software on a server of one of our client that my employers sold them for i dont kow how many thousands of dollars. For the client its a big deal, it will allow them to manage empoyees essentially saving time and making more money. Theres nothing wrong with that, im a believer in capitalism, and have my own dreams of making gobbs of money. I have a job to do and all i can think about is writing. I love everything about it, yes even the business aspect I spoke of earlier. I love the romantisized part that i refuse to let go, i love the realistic side that is hard, hard, work. I love my writing friends who support me, and who i support. Every day I look forward to going home so i can write, and when i get home i spend an hour with my hands on the keyboard of my laptop, and a blank stare on my face. But thats okay i love writers block too

Writers Conference

Over the weekend I had the opportunity to attend a writers conference, and much like another bigger, and more popular conference in Utah, we sat and listened to speakers who educated us on what to do, and what not to do, offering funny anecdotes here and there in an attempt to keep us interested. In some cases, this attempt was futile, but there were plenty that offered good if not SCARY information.

Let me explain: For the longest time my dream of writing included three things. A pen, some paper, and a really diligent agent. Sometimes, it also included a remote tropical island, and a beautiful women, but I'm a realist so lets stick with the facts. I wasn't going to be able to sit back write a novel and collect a check. According to one published author at the conference, those days are over. Now days a writer is very much involved in the marketing of their book, going to book signings, conferences, creating a web presence, blogging, readings etc... there doesn't seem to be much time left to write, which was the dream in the first place if you remember.

I guess I need to just suck it up and find ways to get it done.