Last year's conference, in Greenwich, was when all of us Heroine Addicts met up, drank wine, and decided to do a group blog together. I remember walking by the Thames, fanning ourselves from the heat; I remember escaping for coffee and climbing to Greenwich Observatory; I remember drinking wine and laughing; I remember sitting, hungover and tired from lack of sleep, in McDonald's having breakfast, and yet still being inspired; I remember tense waiting for the results of a contest which none of us won, and being thrilled anyway; I remember finding a quiet dark corner to talk research while others were sleeping; I remember sudden moments of exclaiming "Yes! Me too!", silly moments of shoe-appreciation, and comforting moments of silence.
This writing business is often exciting, but it's never easy and having good friends to share it with means more to me than I can say.
Here's to you, fellow Heroine Addicts. It's been a great year. Let's have another.
Anna's at the conference, too, but she'll post when she gets back, I should think.