“We can finally recycle the untouched moment,” the keynote speaker told us the first night of the writer’s conference. He went on to explain he had no idea what that meant. It was a snip-it from an in-progress conversation he heard in passing. But it had impressed him enough to remember it and share it.Continue reading ““We Can Finally Recycle The Untouched Moment” (or “What Happened at the Writer’s Conference”)”
The Reluctant Firefly 