It's a busy life

Sorry I haven't been around. This week, I went to Monterey to a conference held by the California Special Districts Association. The CSDA is important to me because I am a trustee on the board of the Placentia Library District. Our library is a special district. Our funding comes from property taxes and goes directly to us. Yes, we know we are blessed.

It was my second year of attending and I must say, I got more out of this year's conference than last year's. Mostly, I got enough information to wonder if we've got all our bases covered in our policies and procedures, from social media to bid protests. It was a call to action.

Monterey was beautiful and cool, which felt good after the weeks of 100-degree weather we've had in southern California. On the last morning, I couldn't find any classes that applied to me as a trustee, so Dale and I snuck down to the pier, had breakfast at LouLou's Griddle in the Middle and watched a huge group of sea lions battle for a spot on their own floating dock.

We got home Thursday evening, and I immediately unpacked, did laundry and repacked for this weekend.

I'm going down to Newport Beach to the Southern California Writers Conference. It's a totally wonderful conference and I've told you and everyone within listening distance about how wonderful it is. It's where I sold my first novel. It's where I got the inspiration for Snoopy's memoir. It's a working conference, geared toward giving participants a full-range of writing, from the craft to the business.

I could go on and on, extolling its virtues, but I'm not going to. I'm just going to go to the conference, teach two workshops, have a most excellent time, then come home and tell you all about it. And then won't you feel jealous?

(Hint: They still have room for a few walk-ins.)

See you next week.