I think I’m in love. Head over heels, even. Why? I’ve been looking at writing workshops. Specifically, those for speculative fiction writers, since that’s all I want to write….I first became aware of the bias against much genre fiction while earning my writing degree—my professor wouldn’t let me tell the stories I really wanted to. On the plus side, I was able to work on historical fiction, which gave me some new skills.
My main struggle has always been the passion I feel toward both history and writing. During my history master’s thesis, they could play nicely together. And my training colors my world building. Graduate school even gave me a publishing credit. But now, with my Ph.D. program on hold, the writing bug’s returned with a vengeance. So I’ve been looking at workshops. Plus, I signed up for a class that takes place in October/November to continue to improve in the craft.
All of these workshops have an application process. Some have scholarships, but since I’ve never won the lottery, I’m not holding my breath. All of the income from my second job is going into a special account toward workshop tuition. I’m also giving up a lot of small things, such as lattes and scones, and putting that money in the account too. I really feel this is the next step in my development as a writer.
Has anyone reading this blog attended a workshop? If so, how was it? I’d love to know. Did you find it took you to a new level? That’s what I’m hoping for. I am trying to imagine how glorious it would be to have time to just focus on writing, free from distractions.