Well, I'm off to WIFYR today. This year it is not sponsored by BYU, but is independent. I think it will still be fantastic, though I miss not being on campus. This year I am staff, which means a lot of work, but fun, too.
One thing that I don't like that happens to me at WIFYR time is that I start feeling insecure and, as a result, trying to prove to people that I am Someone. I hang out with published people and publishing people and I have this egotistical urge to prove that I'm not just "one of the masses." Well, face it. I AM one of the masses. and the "masses," are actually really nice people, most of them with at least some talent. So I'm disgusted with myself for trying to prove to whomever I meet that I've actually been published before, that my stories are pretty good, blah, blah, blah. Yuck.
So this time, to get my mind of myself, I have some specific goals:
1. Concentrate on improving my craft, not getting published/making connections.
2. Be the World's Best Assistant to the author I'll be helping (Kristyn Crow).
3. Build, build, build the people around me. Emulate Rick Walton and his selfless constant helping of others to get better and get published.
4. Make some new friends that might lead to a picture book critique group.
I won't be blogging the conference this year, as has been my tradition, because they have asked us not to ("us" meaning all participants). I have to admit they have a point: they say that we shouldn't give out for free on the net what others are paying to hear from these authors and professionals. So, I'm feeling a little guilty about previous years.