Yes...even while live blogging, I will not miss my Monday Moment. But let me tie it to this wonderful experience, okay?
I love this conference. I love these people. But I have grown as a person so very much since I was a wee one or a young one or a dumb one or a holding-back one.
I say this because there was a time in my life that I held back. I didn't always do the things I wanted to do. I wasn't brave enough. Confident enough. Or even worse, I thought people might laugh.
Do I ever feel that way still? Hell Yeah! But I push through those feelings because I hate missing opportunities and I hate regret.
I love the song I Hope You Dance by Lee Ann Womack. I remember a time I might not dance even though the dance floor called. Yes, I say this both literally and figuratively. For example (the literal kind), the fantastic poolside gala. The first year I was at this conference, I could barely get myself out on the dance floor. Now, I look forward to it for the entire year...because I love to dance. It's the one night a year I throw myself around to a beat (I may or may not be hitting) with friends.
One of the novels I'm working on certainly hits on the theme of missed opportunities. It's something I know, I've felt, and I now attempt to avoid.
How about your characters? What have they missed? Or what did they make sure they didn't?