I just sort-of went to a writer’s conference (it was entirely online, hence the “sort-of”). I’d like to say right now to anyone I talked with; I was never wearing pants at any point (in a plague-ravaged world where we can’t leave our homes, you have to find the silver-lining where you can). I did not sell my book. No, not that one. No, not that one, either (but I got some encouraging feedback).

Which is a little discouraging, but I got some call-backs on a first attempt which is highly encouraging, but that’s not what I’m here to talk to you about. I’m here to talk about Urban Fantasy. You already…