The 2012 “Called to Write” Conference in Pittsburg, Kansas twiggled my creative genes. Why?
Over the years I’ve attended many conferences where the focus was the mechanics of writing and meeting editors and publishers. Rush from workshop to workshop. Although I enjoy the conferences, eat them up and can’t wait for the next one, the workshops of CWC this year were more visual—more me.
Stephanie Grace Whitson shared photos of her messy office. (Mine’s worse.) She talked about how she created her characters from old photos she bought at auctions and showed quilt pieces she used to craft a story.
Stephanie doesn’t write books fast enough for me—I’ve read them all and can’t wait for the next one. I like her as an author, her style, the Nebraska history she pours into every book—now I appreciate her even more.
She’s human. When I said, “I have two novel ideas, but I don’t know the underlying theme. How do you figure that out?”
“I never know what the focus of a book might be when I start,” Stephanie said. Could have kissed her right there, but I didn’t. I thanked her graciously and left. Don’t think she has a clue what her “visual” workshops and her vulnerability did for me.
When I left the conference I let all my right-brain-creative-juices pour excitement through my veins.
What about you? Where does your creativity stem from?