The Sorrows of Young Werewolf (eyeteeth) wrote,
The Sorrows of Young Werewolf

St. Roch returns

Bread Loaf, from which I returned yesterday, has left me feeling wrung out and slightly rubbery. Eleven days of readings, lectures, workshops, and classes were exhausting, plus it turns out that nature has mosquitoes in it and those were pretty exhausting too. The food was good, but this would sometimes work against me, and I would end up in the stifling warmth of the Little Theatre for a reading, full of garlicky risotto and ice cream and lacking the will to defend myself against those little airborne Sawzalls. And the readings were great, so I didn't want to miss any of them.

The Little Theatre is also where the one-minute readings took place. Called "One Minute In Heaven," they were an opportunity for fifty participants to read for sixty seconds each. My story was 207 words long, because I read real fast:

Now that I'm back to my own bed and my beloved electric window fan, I have lots to get done. It's time once again for the post office, the bank, and the grocery store, not to mention editing. I'll have more to tell you soon. For now, I just wanted to let you know that I had a great time and learned a lot and made contacts and am back in one piece, thirsty for coffee. Oh man, lots of coffee.

Thank you forever for giving me this chance!
Tags: coffee, stix
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