Wednesday. The last day.
This is the day where the schedule flips, with the classroom session being taught in the morning and critique sessions in the afternoon.
I took “Magic, Rituals and Religion in Horror, SF & Fantasy” with Scott Johnson (new blog), because it appeals to my world-building sensibilities, and figured it would help several of the ideas that I’ve been kicking around for the last couple of years. I’ve heard rumor of this module (it’s not a regular offering), so I figured best to grab it while I could.
(I took more notes for this one session than I did for the entire rest of the week. Safe to guess I got a lot from the session.)
After lunch was the workshop session, but only two instead of the usual three, before the graduation.
Graduation. The end of the road. This was the fourth group that I’ve seen finish the program, but this one was more…meaningful? I guess that’s the closest I can find. These are folks that were staples since I started the program. Some of them, I still remember pieces of stories they I had been involved in workshop sessions for (one of which was during my first ever crit session in the program, in those first days when I was questioning if the program was really right for me). With the amount of personal reading and stories that I’ve had to critique while in the program, the fact that I remember their stories at all, let alone some of the specifics of those scenes this far removed, says something. Outside of my own “class,” many of them were the first ones I really started connecting with. June will be different without them there.
Afterward, there was the usual packing for the drive back, with intervals of mingling in the hotel lobby, a group dinner, and starting on work for the term. And sleep. Lots of sleep.