Notes on a Writers Conference, Imposter Syndrome, and Victory Hop Wallop (Adult Beverage)
I was invited to be a presenter at this year's San Francisco Writers Conference, something which still boggles my mind a little bit (but more on that in a sec). So yesterday afternoon, I drove down to the InterContinental Mark Hopkins Hotel, at the top of Knob Hill, signed in, and participated in a standing-room-only [...]