It’s that time of year again. That time of year when I go to PA for a week, party (cough) hang out and learn with my fellow writers, and then return sleep deprived.
Translation: I leave for my second to last Seton Hill res tomorrow.
Yeah, second to last. Where did the time go? I was a “1” last week. K, I wasn’t because I was revising my 100,000+ word thesis last week, but still. Time, gone.
Critiques are done. Read Joe Hill’s NOS4A2. This semester I get to do a teaching presentation. My brain is pretty prepared. My stomach is not. I’ll be giving a 45-minute “lecture” on writing realistic, well-rounded secondary characters. I use the term lecture loosely because my students will be moving around and talking and such. Either way, if the entire thing goes well I’ll share my info.
And now I leave you for a week. Do not cry. I shall return. And not to cut the goodbye short, but I’ve still got a ton of stuff to do today.
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