Enough of my fellow writers with whom I spent last evening (at Changing Hands Bookstore, where I conducted a writing workshop) have posted publicly about how much they enjoyed my seminar that I can reveal one last lesson about believing in your own ability to do quality work that has value: I improvised the whole thing. Seriously. Other than the metaphor about the Eggs Benedict, what I did was nothing more than being in the Flow - and trusting in where it would take me.