ACFW=American Christian Fiction Writers. I went to their national conference in Denver last weekend.
The best way to describe conference for me a reunion with hundreds of my closest family members, to put faces with people I have come to know and love via email.
I may post several times about conference - different aspects of the experience - but for now I'll share high points and low points.
The low points jumped on me when I crossed the two-building length one more time to get to lunch--to discover the meal was a buffet and I had to stand in line. I started crying. I went to conference sans cane and sans pain pills and overall did well. But I'd had it by lunch that day.
As for high points, I laughed and smiled my way through the booksigning. No, I didn't have an out-the-door line like Debbie Macomber (I sat a table near her). But I did have a lot more than the "possibly none" every writer fears at occasions like this.
My roommate and good friend Connie Peters brought four of my books to sign. I wrote something different in each one. For my mystery, I was trying to write Enjoy the murder and mayhem.
I was talking while I was signing and my subconscious took over. I actually wrote Enjoy your murder and mayhem.
Susan Davis, who shared the table with me, told Connie,"Well, it's your book. You bought it."
There is more to the story, about a purple pen (thanks to Rene Gutheridge).
Tears of happiness when a friend from Echostar took a bus from downtown Denver to the Tech Center to come to the signing. Waving at you, Gregory!
Later I'll tell you what I learned.