Still basking in the greatness of the Glen Workshop. Just had tearful goodbyes with several of the fiction writers with whom I formed strong bonds this week. Things are wrapping up in a hurry now. Sigh. I could live with this community, and it would bear many resemblances to my idea of heaven.
Just another “I can’t quite believe this” moment: As I sit here in the St. John’s library typing this out, the man sitting at the computer right next to me is the acclaimed poet Paul Mariani. Wow.