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We're at the point where I have two simultaneous feelings about Clarion West: (We only have two weeks left! Yay!) and (OMG we only have two weeks left noooooo!). I'm sad to see Nalo Hopkinson go--she was an awesome teacher, and she had some very good insights. We have successfully made it through the dreaded Week Four without breakdowns, I think in part because forwarned is forearmed, and we have all pretty much been trying to get enough sleep in our own styles. The Friday party was awesome as always, though I did not manage to prevent myself from gushing fangirl-style at some of my favorite authors in the world. I think I managed to not completely embarrass myself.
This afternoon is another party, this one a potluck in Lynnwood, which should be very cool. My story for this week, "A Word Shaped Like Bones" is done as much as it's going to get before the critique, and I'm busy revising "The Isthmus Variations. Tomorrow is critiques.
rcloenen_ruiz is in the classroom playing the piano (she is awesome!), and there are three of us hanging and working with The Iron Giant on. I went to the farmer's market this morning, it's warm but there's a cool breeze blowing, and this is about as good as it gets right now, I think.
I am sleep-deprived, over-caffeinated, and I miss my sweeties. This is okay. This is part of it all.
Bring it on, Weeks Five and Six.
This afternoon is another party, this one a potluck in Lynnwood, which should be very cool. My story for this week, "A Word Shaped Like Bones" is done as much as it's going to get before the critique, and I'm busy revising "The Isthmus Variations. Tomorrow is critiques.
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I am sleep-deprived, over-caffeinated, and I miss my sweeties. This is okay. This is part of it all.
Bring it on, Weeks Five and Six.