... and there's no place like the Kenyon Review Writers Workshop . Here's a picture of the fabulous Finn House, home of the Kenyon Review (it's Carpenter Gothic, for you architecture geeks like me, which is apparently also called Steamboat Gothic, thanks Anna for that info!)
What a wonderful week, assisting the brilliant and kind Rebecca McClanahan (essayists, heads up, The Riddle Song is on your reading lists, right??) working with, guiding, and learning from our Literary Nonfiction workshop writers, talents all.
Shout out to new pals Amos and the Jasons squared, also the skunks, rabbits, green grass and blue sky, and the fact that I really could start my day and wait an hour for coffee...sort of.
Invisible Sisters sold out at the bookstore after the faculty/fellows reading night! H. rocks for ordering more.
Workshops are important daily nutrition for your art, writers! I've got new ideas, new prompts, and re-invigorated work that was weak, but now... it's alive!
4 comments:
Sounds like you're having a ball! Congrats on the success.
Sounds great. I'm jealous.
You should have seen the HELLHOLE I spent last week at. ;)
What hellhole was that? Certainly not Cambridge!
Let's just say that it has the term "proving ground" in its name. I'll have to email you the details.
I like the gingerbread trim on that house - a little restrained, not too the gaudy. Nicer than chain-link, that's for sure!
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