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I’ve been a member of Writing dot com for…let’s see… carry the two, divide by four…yep, I’ve been a member of Writing dot com for at least 100 years or so and in all that time I’ve been unable to attend a single convention. I’ve read about them, even seen pictures. They looked like keen fun and it’s always good to get to know your fellow writers up close and personal.
I never attended for the usual reasons, didn’t have the money, and didn’t have the time. And then it happened. I moved to Harrisburg, and I thought, you know, I could actually just drive back and forth and save the motel cost. Even if I only went for a day, it would be better than nothing, so today I sat down and searched for information on the 2007 convention and that’s when I uttered those words:
It seems that the 2006 convention was the last convention and I didn’t even know it. Having organized a meeting or two I can understand the amount of time and energy that goes into setting up the convention so I appreciate why it is no more. Still, I’m sad knowing my one opportunity to meet you folks in person has come and gone.
I sit here soaking my pretzels in my beer, hopeful that maybe one day, the convention, will return. Maybe not on an annual basis, maybe every other year or even every five years. Maybe not for a long weekend, maybe just a day…or two, sigh.
Hindsight is always 20-20. Maybe I should’ve used the kids college fund and went last year.