Wow! Another great year at the San Francisco Writers Conference. I was very tired, in information overload and almost did not go to dinner with the last stragglers. We numbered eight and dined at Cafe LaPresse on the corner of Grant Street and Bush Streets in SFO. The conversation was priceless as we shared details on our latest projects, digital covers and more. Do Michael Larsen and Harvey Pawl ever run out of energy? The food and wine were wonderful topped off with Grand Marnier Creme Brulee, Yum!
So sad that I have to wait until next year to do it again, until then, keep writing 🙂