I have been on the move and in flux for the last several weeks. First there was the Festival, then the big 40th birthday parties (yes, there were three of them!), a trip to Denmark, to Portland and at least three back and forth trips from East to West Coast. Whew! I've just been worn out. Many things have gone by the wayside including that fabulous at 40 workout routine that helped me drop 15 pounds, and well, this blog.
But I'm back.
Next week I'll be blogging from the Bread Loaf Writers' Conference. I've been twice before--in 1997 as a contributor, and in 2004 as a waiter. I'm moving up the "food chain" and will attend this year as a scholar. I'm terribly excited, but also nervous. I get first-day-of-school jitters before going to these kinds of things: What if I don't make any friends?
I expect to have a good time though. I always leave Bread Loaf thoroughly inspired, and energized to do new writing. And I have left both times with very good and dear friends. More from Vermont!
