It's true that the last two weeks of the workshop are hectic, but I should be used to it by now. The problem is that between knowing the students are leaving and wanting to spend time with them before they do, and all that needs to be done to wrap things up, when I do have time to write here I'm usually either asleep or as good as. Alternatively, I may be sleepless and running through to do lists in my head.
Time escapes me.
Sheree R. Thomas gave a great reading. As did Chuck Palahniuk, which was a major and packed event. He was a fascinating teacher--I found myself taking notes again. The most rewarding was when I thought "hey, I already do that." But there were lots more tidbits that made me think "hey, I should check that out."
Thus the students had a great end to what seemed from my side to be a wonderful workshop, working how the workshop should, opening them up to all kinds of new insights about writing, giving them new perspectives about how to live and work as writers, and introducing them to part of the writing/reading network as well as helping them bond as a group. It was really hard to say goodbye to them, exhausting to pack up and get out of the house.
Did I mention how hard it was to say goodbye to this class?
I feel like I've slept for a week, but we did get a fresh coat of paint on the bathroom, did have a writing retreat day yesterday, and I have been driving Devin on her cast & crutches around about shopping for various things, which has been fun.
Tonight the round of August houseguests starts: first John Barton, then Devin's sister Bree, then Mom, then nephew Mark, then it's September and back to the day job for Neile.
For my family news, and listening, reading, and writing updates, see Les Semaines.