A Year of Possibilities

#2017bestnine from my Instagram @WriterAHaughton

 

There’s a lot of rose gold in this #2017bestnine. Y’all seem to like it when I #roséallday and #satelliteoffice. 😉

My best nine looks a little something like...

  • Dreaming up HBIC Nation under a giant tree on a farm in Virginia
  • Climbing a mountain in Sedona at midnight to call down the stars
  • Playing at the park with my Dallas bestie’s kiddos on a gorgeous spring day
  • Criss-crossing the country on road trips
  • Making my brother's kids laugh
  • Chilling at the beach with my mom and our distinguished poodle
  • Crying during Ms. Bev’s speech at RWA with all my best girls
  • Dancing and shedding glitter at the RITA afterparty
  • Launching #mistletoekey into the world
  • Having a cozy Thanksgiving and Christmas with my fam

For these, and a million other moments, I give thanks. 🙏

Post-Con Workbook

Re-entry into "real life" after a professional conference can be tough; it's all-too easy to put aside everything you learned at conference for the demands of capital-L Life once you're home.

Never fear: the ladies of HBIC Nation developed a free post-con workbook just for you. Perfect for list lovers and those who need a little help setting (and sticking to!) their goals. It's an exclusive for citizens of HBIC Nation, so make sure you're signed up: https://hbicnation.com/state-of-the-hbic-nation

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What are *your* plans for total world domination? 

Drowning in Swag

...but what a way to go!

I have so very many pretty things to give away at conference. (I had to make a mind-mapping chart to keep track!) Between my author stuff, HBIC Nation, Romanced by the Cover, and the return of #ReadWritePlan, I'm up to my ears in swag. 

(P.S. Check out my home page for the link to a sweet giveaway. It'll be an RWA SWAG-travaganza!)

But it's not just all pretty, shiny things to give away, though. Conferences are serious business. Like an elephant. Sitting on my chest. 

I know. I know. I made a very vocal, I executive decision to avoid #RWA17 in Orlando for a few reasons--chief amongst them: Orlando in July. But, December rolled around and then FOMO got the best of me.... 

So here I am: HEADING TO ORLANDO. 

This will be my fifth conference. (Atlanta, Houston, New York, San Diego were the previous stops.) Wait a minute, let's go back to that. <record scratch> Fifth. Conference.

It just doesn't seem real. 

TL:DR; super real talk coming up...

And I'm back to that elephant sitting on my chest. Five years. When I decided to start writing, seriously, I knew it would be a long haul. (And I still know that.) But five years seems like this mythic milestone. And I'm zooooooming up on it with nothing but rocks in my pockets. 

It's like I'm in a move montage. Lana del Ray sings ("well, shit, girl, you tried" or something like that) and people are putting up their ponpoms and filing out of the stadium shaking their heads. "It's been a good run, but it's time to make a change."

Not so fast, imaginary-movie-montage people. Keep those ponpoms out. I'm not going anywhere (except on a jet plane to Orlando).

There's been this meme going around Twitter lately. About the age Oprah was when she got fired from her first reporting gig. And the age Julia Child was when she published her first cookbook. How Morgan Freeman was 52 before he landed his first major role. (This might be the original source, but I'm not sure.) And I'm so glad it decided to pop back into the rounds of social media, because it's just what I needed to be reminded of. Right this minute. 

Y'all. I'm living my dream. Living it every single day. And I define my own success--not numbers, not publishing contracts, not multi-bajillion dollar book deals. (Though, if you wanna give me a multi-bajillion dollar contract, I'm ready to receive.) 

If you're reading this and you're an author who will be at RWA, come see me (and 5 of my closest allies in this business). I wanna talk about success and so-called failure--and all the beautiful ugliness that goes along with being a creative professional. (And I also want to give you a sticker and maybe a button.) :)

If you're a beloved reader who's still with me here on this post, thank you for sticking with me through this truth spilling. And wherever you are, and whatever you do, know that your dream is still within your reach. <3 

 

You might also be interested in the HBIC Nation Conference Survival Guide