Writing can be such a solitary activity–you, the blank page/screen, and the inner critic always perched on your shoulder–that it’s easy to forget that writers need community. Fire & Ink III: Cotillion was nourishment for the creative spirit. In a world that prefers that we be neither seen nor heard, to be in a space where people don’t want you to leave part of yourself (race, gender, orientation, creativity) at the door is by itself freeing.
All of the workshops/panels were phenomenal, I met some fantastic people, and the performances on Saturday night were superb. (See clips here.)
It was a wonderful, powerful experience.
Tawanna Sullivan 