Every year I think this year’s conference has been the best ever but this year, it really might have been. Was it just me or did we fill Winchester with enough warmth and creativity to power a small ship? And what about it really blew my mind?
Was it our fantastic, if bonkers, keynote speakers who set the tone for a fabulous weekend? Sarah Macintyre & Philip Reeve, Jonny Duddle and David Fickling were all inspiring and hilarious.
Was it because we had a great break out program which showed me the way to go with my school visits, fixed a HUGE plot problem I was having (Candy Gourlay you GENIUS) and answered many tricky questions under The Cone of Silence?
Was it the fringe critique or the killer 1-2-1 that may have been hard to hear but was absolutely the medicine my younger fiction needed? Thanks David Maybury – honesty was definitely the best policy. I’ve stopped crying now. I’M KIDDING – it’s all good.
With George Kirk (valiant organiser), Steve Hartley (school visit genius), Philippa Francis ( all round good egg)
It may have been the awesome party, celebrating the success of all our new SCBWI books published this year. Or was it just the gathering of the clan? The cementing of of old friendships?
The sparking of new ones?
Robin Stevens, I wish I could post our pictures but what happens in the bar, stays in the bar…
It was all those things because all those things embody SCBWI. The sharing of our craft, our knowledge, our experience, our friendship. And that true symbol of SCBWI, giant pants.
Kathryn Evans 