I've been to a lot of conferences. I've presented at a fair number. Many have involved writers, as did this one. Never before have I attended one at which I was moved to tears so many times. There was an electricity in the air in Fairfax. Maybe it has something to do with where we are in the history of American theatre and its relationship to new work and those who write it. I'm not sure. But for the 350+ writers who gathered from all corners of the U.S. (and a few from abroad, too), these past few days were transformative. Here's a bit of video from Julia Jordan's heartfelt keynote address: