Back in March, the MidWest Writers Workshop fell prey to the delays of Covid-chaos of early 2020.
The Agent Fest is back on--rescheduled and reformatted online through Zoom--and stretched over four days instead of two.
Strange, I am rather disappointed that this is online. I am like many other writers, I think: we are insecure about our craft, but meeting and bonding with other writers has been encouraging and helpful to me. Several workshops and conferences have proven to be great times of growth and learning for me as a writer. And the personal interactions with other writers is a huge part of this.
All that to say, I never really look forward to conferences. I always feel underprepared, insecure, and lost. So, here I am, preparing for the Agent Fest, knowing I could rewrite this silly book another 50 times and still not be done with it.
Oh, did I mention I will be giving a pitch? So to torture myself more, I'm practicing pitching.
Here's a practice run:
Let me know what you think?