Lesley Residency 4.4

The other day I was telling a new student about the wall that we all hit around the mid-point of the residency. I think it’s hitting some people, myself included, a little early. Thankfully, Stef and I have agreed to let me get a hotel room for the rest of the week and that should make for a slightly less tiring experience. It’s still scary though, that this is the last full residency I’ll attend, that it’s all winding down, and I don’t think I’m the only one feeling that.

For now, I’m just enjoying myself. When I can fight off the tiredness, I am loving the seminars, liking the workshops, and enjoying the hell out of spending time with my friends. I’m looking forward to getting back to my writing, which is good, considering that’s about all I’ll be doing for the next two months, and I’m just generally feeling a bit more upbeat than I have been.

But I’m tired. And the fact that Stephanie booked me a hotel today while I was at class is a Godsend. I need to stay in town. I need to not be driving back and forth. Tonight wasn’t so bad, because we all decided to call it quits after a screening of the film The Pocket about the D.C. music scene, and I got home before ten. If I had to do what I’ve been doing each night again though, it probably would have driven me nuts.

Workshops are not going as well as some people would like. That is something I should note. I hope that changes as we all get used to each other and the new folks as the week goes on.