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Well, I made it through

I made it through the child care conference with little or no emotional baggage. One of my classes, which was totally unrealated to child care or teaching, I thought, was "Fill Your Own Bucket" a seminar about appreciating those around you and letting them know how you feel, and why you feel that way.

There were a lot of tears. I almost went over the edge, but I fought it like a champ and didn't cry. WHOOHOO!

AAaaAAaaany way, one of the sessions had to do with writing children's books. Now THAT is something I think I would like to persue. The only real expense is the paper, ink, and postage it takes to send out manuscripts.

The guy told me this, and if any one of you are thinking about having a children's book published, take note.

If a publisher wants a large sum of money to publish your book, they are not legit. If they want your manuscript bad enough, they will pay YOU, and take care of all the publishing expenses.

I may or may not try. I have a few good poems geared toward children that might translate well into a book.

Who knows?