the view from my window


I’m in Minneapolis for AWP–the annual conference for writers, teachers, students, editors, publishers. 12,000 of us. It’s all of 8:00 pm and yes, I have retreated to my hotel room.

I love seeing friends from workshops and from VCFA and writers I’ve corresponded with over the years. There are panels and a book fair. It’s all great fun, but, as you might imagine, it’s also exhausting, social butterfly that I am not.

If you’d like to get a feel for what’s going on here, just plug #awp2015 into Twitter…

So here I am, in my pjs, in my bed, a glass of wine to my right, in my lovely hotel room, writing this post and I couldn’t be happier.


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