I’ve been home from Jackson Hole, Wyoming for almost fourteen hours and the urge to buy a cowboy hat is starting to fade.
Thanks to Tim Sandlin and all the terrific writers I met at the conference. If you’re interested in attending a writer’s conference, I strongly recommend the Jackson Hole Writer’s Conference. The ratio of faculty to attendees is low, the courses and talks are wide-ranging and the people are undeniably cool. Also, the setting is magnificent and you will probably end up buying a belt buckle and perhaps also an ornate cowboy hat edged with fancy blanket stitching.
Me, I ended up eating s’mores with Patty Smiley, Lise McClendon and Debby Turrell Atkinson, three fabulous and funny mystery writers. I stole these photos from Lise’s facebook page.
Lise…
Debby.
Patty…
Now doesn’t that look fun?
Other activities included consultations with writers, workshops and I gave a talk on how I became a writer. “The path, my friends, was winding…”
Okay, I’m off to a book club to discuss Alice, I Think, also known as my first child. Luckily for me, the book club is four doors down. I hope not to be tempted by any cowboy hats on my way.
xoxo