The retreat was held in a quiet, lovely, secluded mountain setting. Birds sang just for us. Leaves slowly rustled to the ground. Brief rain showers everyday kept the area a deep, vibrant green.
Many workshops were scheduled on topics from writing a synopsis, to crafting a query letter, to how to attract an editor in the first 10 pages of your manuscript, to self-promotion. Here Rhonda, co-owner of TWRP, is asking if anyone has a synopsis for her to read and critque to the group.
Rhonda and RJ, along with all editors attending the retreat made themselves accessible to us all weekend for questions, private chats and readings. I was fortunate to have the beginning of my romantic suspense, Mona Lisa's Room, read by an editor from the Crimson line (romantic suspense line at TWRP).
On Saturday, we toured the Biltmore Estate, America's largest home. The place was breath-taking, full of artwork and antiques. Calvin and I had a great time in the gift shops, too. We each tried on hats--
|Calvin did buy a hat, but not this dandy straw job.|
|What do you think? Is it me?|
We had enough trouble getting through security at the airport on the way home. Can you imagine my trying to get through wearing this bad boy?
TWRP arranged for a private buffet at the Deer Park Restaurant on the Biltmore grounds. The food was fantastic and the desserts to die for, especially the key lime pie.
Wrapped around the special events of the 3-day retreat were sweet moments of laughter, conversation and encouragement from all who attended. We became acquainted, but more importantly we became a sisterhood of writers.
Our final night there, Rhonda and RJ gave out doorprizes ranging from goodie bags of books, shirts, candles and water bottles to homemade quilts to cameras to Sony eReaders. We were treated like family--cherished family. You can't ask for better than that from your publisher.