The Film Canister

Oh my god. The writers conference my Mom signed me up for is THIS WEEKEND. How did that happen? Its going to be awesome. Two whole days of listening to people talk about writing. Plus there is a literary agent I’m supposed to meet with that has part of my story. 

That part is actually kind of nerve wrecking. The last time I went to one of these and met with an agent nothing came of it. But I was sixteen (maybe seventeen) at the time so I can understand why. My writing was…interesting….then and I think I’ve grown since. 

I’m trying really hard not to get my hopes up because I know there is a good chance that nothing could happen. Also if nothing happens there are other literary agents out there but still…I put a lot of hard work into this story. 

I would love for something to happen with it. Its just hard trying to keep everything in perspective because at the same time I’ve been concocting wild fantasies about what could for two whole months now. 

I’ll just show up to the thing then we’ll see where it goes from there. There are a great number of authors that didn’t get published until later in life. So I’ll keep that in mind because if it isn’t my time now it will be at some point. 

(Source: thefilmcanister)