Many great things happen at writers' conferences.  You may hear great speakers (like Linda Sue Park,) meet fellow writers and illustrators, take many notes, gain insights about writing and submitting, have a one-on-one meeting with an agent or editor, win a door prize, etc.

These were all very real possibilities this past Saturday, when I attended the MN SCBWI fall conference.

And, yet, the part I enjoy the best -- and the part that tortures me the most -- is the burning desire I have to write. 

After a good writing conference, I want to quit my job, rent a studio, forsake my family, and write.  Okay, I wouldn't forsake my family, but I FEEL like doing the other two things.  And, part of me does feel like running away from the rest of humanity for a while.  I want to bury myself in writing. 

I'm not even that good.  I'll admit it.  My writing is definitely still in the early learning stage.  I don't care.  I want to write - even if it's really bad!

Now, the bad part is - - -  I have a full-time job, a laptop (no office or studio,) and a family.  That's okay.  It keeps me grounded.  I wouldn't be able to write 24 hours a day anyway.  And, from where would I get my inspiration?  If I didn't teach, would I have enough in my head to write about teaching or know what students like to read?  Could I even afford to write full-time?  At this point in my life, the answer is no. 

But, I sure do daydream.  I dream about it a lot!

Another bad part:  The desire is so intense that it gives me some major focus problems.  My basic feeling lacks discipline.  So, when I do sit down and write, I have a hard time.  My mind is scattered, unfocused, riddled with passion, but no direction. 

Now, as I come back down to the ground, I hope the passion remains, but pray my mind gets focused. 

I credit Linda Sue Park mainly, but also all the other presenters and fellow writers and illustrators, for fueling my fire once again.  The flame had been lit long ago, but it has been kindled once again.