This is the view of downtown Denver from the prairie. Close one eye and try blocking out those buildings and you'll get a view of what it must have been like for those first settlers heading west long ago. The contrast of blue and brown is stunning. I'm glad I'm heading there in a plane and not a covered wagon:) It's nice to have a non-stop flight from Seattle to Denver but first comes the little hopper over the Olympic Mountains here on Wednesday morning- yikes! That shakes you up a bit.
I don't have a clue what I'm getting into here! First writer's conference ever. First face to face meeting with my agent. I do have a book for the plane...an 18th-century historical. Are you surprised? Last time I flew to Kentucky, airport personnel took my water bottle and it was like taking candy from a baby. Maybe that's changed? It's always interesting to fly alone. Minus 2 boys:)
I'd sure appreciate prayers for this trip. My heart goes out to all those attending the conference who have a writing dream and will be meeting with editors/agents about the books they've written. Books you may be reading in the near future:) With God all things are possible and I don't say that lightly. We can really rest when we entrust our dreams to Him.
Do you like to fly? Ever attend a conference? Ever try to sneak a water bottle on a plane:) Hope to post from Denver if not before. See you then!
In quietness and confidence shall be your strength. Isaiah 30:15