Yesterday was a wonderfully indulgent day of resting and replenishing after a really busy Tuesday. One of the best things to happen on Tuesday, besides the inauguration and our party, was meeting my new creative writing class. A great group, a little over 20 people, mostly poets (that’s a first!) and songwriters with a smattering of short story writers and screenwriters. I think one woman said she likes to write memoir and one guy admitted he’s not a writer but my class looked easy;-)
So, as usual, a nice mix of different interests. We should have fun listening to all the poetry. It feels like it’s going to be a really good semester. Can’t wait to really get started. And by that I mean can’t wait to see what everyone is writing.
As for what I’m writing, probably wrote ten pages this morning, but nothing I can use on the novel, not even a love note. I just need to dive back into it, and being with a group of young writers every Tuesday night for the next 15 weeks is sure to inspire me.