I’m preparing for the 2-week Disquiet International Literary Program in Lisbon next weekend. I’m nervous. I feel as if I’m this newbie walking into a group of amazing and talented writers. I feel that way each time I’m about to join in any writing experience. It’s true though, I am a newbie, but so far it’s been a learning experience that I’ve gained so much from that it’s worth the weeks of nervous tummy and trying on different outfits and reading everything I can. I know I’m starting a lot later than other people, but it’s okay. I’m working, and I keep putting myself out there. I figure it’s like playing tennis; you always play against people that are better than you; it’s how you get better. I keep forcing myself in scary and intimidating situations in hopes of improving my craft and learning from amazing and generous writers.