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Someone remind me not to have my house renovated the same week I go to a conference. Not because the guys doing the work aren’t reliable – that part is going better than I could have wanted. They should finish up this week.
No, it’s because a major part of regaining any sense of normality following a conference is being able to decompress, re-orient, and settle. I can’t. Everything is still covered in plastic, my closet is blocked, and I have no where to spread anything out…not clothes, materials, books, nada. I’m still living out of a suitcase. I did get the laundry done, and one couch uncovered. So I have a place to sit, eat (although the kitchen is mostly blocked), and later today…type.
Yep, I’m trying to write a BUNCH this weekend, since the work I’d hoped to do on the book last week just did not happen. I love teaching, and think I could make a new career of writing and teaching only, but the week did leave me a bit brain dead. Still….I wouldn’t have trade it for the world, and I highly recommend the Blue Ridge conference to any writer, new or experienced. The keynotes themselves were worth the price.
More later…
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