Sadly, I’m not one of those who will be heading to San Francisco this year. I’ll be hanging out at the Divas, for the NGTCC (Not Going To Conference Conference) but I have to wonder. Was this my year? I’ve only attended one so far, and had such an awesome time doing it, meeting so many of the people I know on-line. It was like a reunion of sorts.

And I have to miss this year’s.

This year, I think NOT going to conference though, made a difference on my writing. I put off a lot of stuff, worked on whatever struck me. No rhyme, and certainly no reason. I still have the book that I want to send to New York. It’s still with me. And it’s not done. Would I have finished it if I was going? Likely. What the outcome would have been, your guess is as good as mine. Love it, hate it, it’s too hard to say. I also fell into a huge writing slump. Did going to conference last year help that? Create it? I don’t know. Did not having the pressure to break out of it matter? Very probably.

See, there’s all kinds of factors that affect writing, and they don’t all come from family or jobs. At least for me.

Did going or not going to conference affect your writing this year? It’s safe to say it did have an impact on mine. Whether it was good or bad, it’s hard to say. I’ve accomplished a lot that conference may have otherwise distracted me from. Always the good with the bad, I guess.