The very first time I ever did a workshop I almost puked. Good in a way, because it was on-line and nobody saw me. I'm always amazed people show up--my fault, I know. Those early crits did something to my head. There are still people out there who have me on ignore-user.
I just finished the FF&P workshop--very cool. The more I do, the more I learn--this time I learned the "squishy ball" theory of motivational/impact--I need to find a better word--theory of deep something or other.
Reveal your characters--with a paring knife! Good title. No time. *sigh*
I need time. Only five more days. I can do five days. My kids are barely visible behind the dirty dishes and takeout containers. I think they stopped complaining. It's hard to hear with the door closed. At least they respect the door.
It's been a long, crazy, messed up haul and it ends Thursday. No more school. I'm going to sleep a whole day through. I'll call out. I'll drink water instead of AMP, maybe go out to Kohls and reward myself with a pair of pants or something for the conference.
...and let all the lightning trickle out.
I really need to get a better job. Coming down hurts.