by Cindy K. Sproles @CindyDevoted
It happens all the time. New writers enter their first conference "stary-eyed." In fact, I love to see the stars because what that tells me is these writers have dreams, and to be a good writer; one must have dreams.
Six months after the conference, those same stary-eyed writers become disillusioned. Their dreams are gone, and they're floundering in search of the goals they were so sure of months earlier. I wish I could tell you, well before your first conference, what happens to your dreams, but I don't get that privilege until I see you at the conference, and then, every one of you doesn't attend my classes. Nor, in the thick of excitement at the conference, do you really wear your listening ears. What's a momma hen author to do?
