Back in the late nineties I had succumbed to a friend’s insistent urging to attend a weekend long, soul-searching, rather cultist self-growth retreat in an old Hollywood auditorium where a charismatic man badgered the audience for 48 hours straight allowing no sleep and little food, but promising that each participant would reach down inside and realize their core evasion to life authenticity. Why my friend had singled me out to attend, I did not ask, but I did survived the weekend and come away with some gems.
Well, the 2012 Mystery Writers Conference held at Book Passage in Corte Madera this last week comes as close to that experience as anything I can recall.
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