Lost in Words

You are a time thief.  You forget to eat even though your stomach reminds you. Dirty dishes pile up around you. Often you get annoyed at the telephone or unexpected company, find a place to hide so you can think, and sneak out of bed because an idea hits you. You talk to yourself, carry a notebook and pen at all times, stare into thin air, drift away while others are talking, and talk a lot to yourself. Your computer is one of the first things you say good-morning to, and one of the last things you say good-night to. You indulge your imagination, obsess over unusual things, and tend to drive others crazy. You try to avoid tedious and boring, and find beauty in what others might consider ugly. 

You my friend are a writer and like me, lost in words. There is a lot of blog talk about conferences and workshops for writers and I find myself wondering what it would be like to hang out in a crowd, or even a group of such likeminded individuals. To actually see and talk to other writers in person would be a very unusual experience for me. Through this blogging community I have learned that I am not alone and I have met a lot of great people that are just as lost in words as I am. I have even met one of my blogger friends in person. When I was in Denver I got the chance to meet Nancy Williams, a rare treat for me considering that I have never met a real author before. Her book The Treasures of Carmelidrium is the first book that I bought online for my kindle and if you like to read Fantasy I highly recommend reading this one. You can check out Nancys blog and her book HERE. Nancy is a wonderful person who offered me great advice and the kind of comfort only another writer could give. 

Sitting alone in a foreign country full of words that I will never truly understand, it is comforting for me to know that there are places where my word friends can gather, and for a while be lost in the same words together. You are lucky if given this chance, so to Michael from “In Time” and to all my other blogger friends who are attending the SBCWI Writers Conference, enjoy yourselves! Remember that all of you speak the same language and love the same words. I am not the only person who writes in a language foreign to the country being lived in, so please share your experiences with us. What is it like to go to a Writers conference, a Workshop, a Book fair? Do you get to meet other writers in person on a regular basis, and if so are they your friends? I may be talking to myself a lot, but I like to think that sometimes someone is listening.