Yesterday I was sitting in the glass corridor by the Guildford Ballroom, at the the SFU Writers' Studio table.
Last night we, the class of 2011, launched the latest TWS Anthology, Emerge 2011, at the beautifully designed Woodward's campus, the Goldcorp Centre for the Arts at 149 West Hastings.
Note: this is just the official address. The main entrance is from Cordova Street, by The Charles bar.
That launch and reading was a great celebration: the culmination of a year of writing, learning and fellowship with other members of a lively and creative community.
Today I'm sitting with an editing colleague in another part of the hotel lobby. We're watching a parade sweating writers crawl by to make their pitches at the Surrey conference's famous Blue Pencil appointments. No, I exaggerate. But on the whole, writers are notoriously introverted.
I'm here as a member of the Editors' Association of Canada. Writers need us and we need them. Wait," What am I saying, "them?" I mean us. I'm a writer, with a strong editing gene.
I love writing, and I love editing too. Guess I'll be wearing both hats for awhile.
Back to CanLit posts tomorrow, with Alistair MacLeod.
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