The Chicken Dance

Thanks for joining us as we blog-cast live from the Erma Bombeck Humor Writing Workshop in downtown cosmopolitan Dayton, Ohio.

300 humor writers are here, ranging from wannabes to stars, most of them genuinely amusing and eager to network. I feared it would be a lot of forced hilarity, a bunch of tap-dancing clowns of the type I find exhausting. But I've met some charming people, and hope to meet some charming editors in the next couple of days, preferably very powerful editors who are looking for writers JUST LIKE ME.

Actual workshops start tomorrow, but tonight was all about the meet & greet. The usual conference dinner was served in the ballroom, with instant potatoes and chardonnay that was warmer than the chicken. But Dave Barry was the keynote speaker, and the man is genuinely funny.

Also, I was the most popular girl in class when people discovered I had a digital camera with me. I now have many pictures of smiling strangers hugging Dave Barry, plus a little stack of business cards with cryptic key words written on them like "beard" and "flowers."

Comments

[Moe]

Gee, I hope this blogger didn't personally run into Erma Bombeck. Not this year, anyway.

Ahem. I hate to be the bearer of bad news but Ms. Bombeck is no longer with us... But her words will live on in infamy. {}

[mama2wanna]

Oh, I adore Erma Bombeck. You are fortunate to meet her, I love her style, although mine always includes more foul language than it should. On the downside, hate workshops, no matter who is there, simply because they are workshops. The very word gives me hives. Thanks for blogging!!