Well damn. It’s over.

I’m on the plane home. I’m tired and it would be nice just to get there, but in the meantime I’ll try to get a little work done. The second workshop was exhilarating and exhausting. So much incredible information. In two hours, we did intensive notes on a novel idea each, followed by a synopsis (I now have a new Blaze in the pipeline, and even started the outlining). Hot damn.

At one point, we had the pagan couch: Phaedra, Thorn, and myself. I think we tilted the room. :-)

Gack, Phaedra and I didn’t even want to say goodbye at the airport. We were still talking a mile a minute. The last time I bonded with someone so quickly and completely, it was Teresa at the second (or was it third?) DCFWC nearly 15 years ago. No, I take that back. Margaret and I did the same thing back in ’98. That’s about it, though.

It’ll be good to be home, though, however briefly. I miss my beloved, my kitties, my stuff. And then tomorrow I’ll wing off to spend more than a week with my soulmate.

Can’t complain—not too much, anyway. And I’ll be back for the Work-for-Hire workshop in August (with Phaedra again—be afraid…).