Normal Programming Will Be Resumed Shortly

Taos Toolbox 2018 is over.  I drove Nancy Kress to the airport this morning, then went home, enjoyed the air conditioning for a while, and promptly sacked out.

Here’s a photo— actually from last week— of us taking guest speaker Carrie Vaughn out for some of the local cuisine.

We didn’t get burned up in a forest fire, and we critiqued about 300,000 words of fiction, delivered 18 lectures, and hosted three guests.  About halfway through this last week I began to feel my mind turning to Cream o’ Wheat, and I was probably not at my best during the final critiques.  Nevertheless I soldiered on.

Plus, our mascot turned up.

It’s always a good year when Mr Shaggy makes an appearance, and this year was no exception.  The participant were talented, they learned a lot, they worked with each other on their fiction, and you’re going to be hearing from them soon.

Now that I’m home, I find myself experiencing a degree of restless anxiety, which I subsequently realized was unease on account of my not having done today’s critiques.  It will be some time before my nervous system realizes that I no longer have to do critiques at all.

But there’s plenty of work that has to be done other than critiques, and I’d better get busy with that.