I just got back from the 2008 American Christian Fiction Writer’s conference, and my daughter Adele and I had a wonderful time.
The great thing is that we were able to be in the Twin Cities (MN) area, where I grew up and most of my extended family lives. Because of that, every time we had a few hours free we drove up to Brooklyn Park to visit my mother, who broke her foot the day before the conference. I consider it a privilege to have been able to help her out during this time.
Personally, I met with two agents, while my daughter met with three. I have one request for a proposal, and my daughter has two. This was excellent, especially considering three of those agents don’t generally represent fantasy.
But I find myself pausing.
Well, after months of back and forth decisions on whether or not we were going to the fall ACFW Conference, it finally came down to finances.
The manuscript questions fell to the wayside with Marcus Goodyear and Randy Ingermanson’s encouragement that even a first draft is good enough to pitch.
But the money dried up and there was nothing for the conference, travel, or hotel. Nothing.