Today is Saturday, our first “day off” since we arrived. Naturally, nobody actually took it off. Walter posted a comment to Facebook saying that we are the hardest working class he’s ever day–I can believe it. Nobody here is fucking around.
With the notable exception of last night. We ended the week with a plotting exercise. My novel was the subject, since it needed SO MUCH help. It took a dozen people more than three hours, but by Crom we got that thing plotted. I am SO grateful to my classmates for their help. But after that we were all beat and ready to blow off some steam. We went to town, went to dinner, came back with whiskey and wine, and stayed up ’til 3:00 a.m. talking in the common room. I am continually amazed at how great everyone is: kind, smart, funny–all of the things that are most important in friends.
There is already some talk about doing retreats together in the future.
Even now, it’s Movie Night–Memento is on the tv but some of us still have our notepads and laptops out.
Today I finally finished a draft of “The Three Feats of Agani,” a story that I’ve been agonizing over for the past six months. We’ll see how critique goes.