Not very much writing accomplished yesterday – not surprising, I suppose. The writing of the 3-Day Novel Contest had me feeling a bit wrung out. Writ out, too. Still, it’s easy enough to spend a day quietly and in a satisfying fashion at the Banff Centre; I spent most of my day curled up in an armchair in the library, reading.
But I did take a break to get my novel printed at the Community Services office.
There it goes. All packaged up and put into the mail bag. Fly away, little manuscript, fly away!
Hard to say how it will do. I suspect there were some strong competitors in the contest this year, and I know some of the wordcounts were much higher than mine. But I was pleased with the story, and though it struck me as being something more of a series of character sketches, it came to what felt like a natural resolution. So, we’ll see. But just finishing means that I have earned the sought after certificate and ‘I survived the 3-Day Novel Contest’ sticker. Huzzah!
I had a really lovely dinner with @babybanff and his very groovy parents. I sat on the floor with @babybanff and presented him with his knitted mittens and a matching little sweater vest (have pictures at home; will post upon my return) and a copy of The Phantom Tollbooth.
@babybanff expressed his pleasure and delight by promptly falling over backwards.
And to think that I forgot to take a picture.
It was a delightful visit – a really nice dinner, and good company.
Today? It’s my last full day at the Banff Centre. Slept beautifully, and discovered that there were waffles for breakfast – second day in a row!
Heaven. Is there any better way to start the day than a glutton-sized breakfast?
I’m back in the reading room at the Paul D. Fleck Library. I just finished reading Fanny Herself. Can I say it’s delightful? Everything feels delightful right now. It was an excellent book, and I really enjoyed it…just the right kind of book to finish reading in the mountains.
I’m going to sit and write today. I pulled a couple books off the shelf to look at – ‘Dutch Drawing and Prints’ and ‘Great Drawings of All Time.’ They’re the kind of books that are huge and have colour plates in them, and when I falter with writing, I’ll turn a few pages and look at the pictures.
It’s a damp, misty, rainy morning here in the mountains…chilly, too, which is fine by me. It’s sweater weather! I’ve been very glad to have those pink gloves with me, and I’ve been wearing my orange scarf quite a lot, too. The days have been spent reading, writing, and taking long walks around the Banff Centre campus…it’s safe to say that I’m feeling pretty darn relaxed. My hair has never been crazier. It makes me feel like a real writer.