>This is it. The end. For those of us whose workshops ended on Friday, Saturday morning was quiet. I visited the bookstore and Stirling’s coffee shop, and packed. After lunch, though, we had a treat at the Tennessee Williams Center, a theater complex on campus. Several of the playwright scholars read excerpts from their work, and one of the fellows read a monologue, and we all had a tour of the building, which is on the grounds of the former Sewanee Military Academy.
Then we met again for a reading by four of the fellows, and that was better attended than I would have expected for this point in the conference.
Tonight we have our closing banquet, followed by John Casey’s reading (I hear he is again reading from his new book, as he did two years ago when I was here), and the “last dance.”
It’s all a bit sad, but I am anxious to get home and get back to work on my own writing!