here. I appreciate the opportunity and invitation even more than I usually would a similar invitation elsewhere. For a year, I was a participating member in RMFW. For a couple months, I helped manage their Twitter account, and then for six months, I worked with the amazing Pat Stoltey and helped edit their blog. It was a fantastic experience; I loved being a part of this supportive, active, and vital group.
In December, when it came time to pay for and renew my membership, I made the tough decision to not do so, which meant I regretfully had to relinquish my role as co-editor. But inherent to the title, Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers, their focus was...well...fiction. Go figure. I decided membership with a nonfiction association may benefit me a little more directly, since really, this is my writing passion.
In a sea of writers, sometimes I feel like a lone duck in my love of nonfiction, whether it be essays, articles, or hopefully (someday?) a full-length nonfiction book. Who knows, maybe someday I'll attempt writing fiction again-- you never know where the spirit will lead. But in the meantime I must, as Annie Dillard suggests, "Follow my own weirdness".