I recently returned from a weekend intensive workshop in Sunriver, OR, as part of the Southern California Writers’ Conference’s Sunriver Summit. I led one of three separate tracks—mine was “Into the Deep: Mining Substance and Shaping Narrative.” A solid two days about the craft of writing.
It’s my general practice, at the end of any workshop I lead, to leave participants with a final poem or blessing or some inspiring thoughts penned by another writer. But in the flurry of getting all my notes together, packing myself up, and getting myself on a too-early flight—San Diego to Oregon, I forgot to include this detail.