Do you see that unstable sun filtering through orange-brown oaks, pink maples, blood-red sumac? So much gloriousness packed into this short season, I want to take hold of it and not let go, which is exactly what we can't do, what I'm trying to learn I can't do, and yet. This beauty! It ravishes me.
So, I have been writing up a storm while fending off the pins and needles that come from having my novel being reviewed by agents. It was a blissful distraction of the best kind to spend three days earlier this month with a fantastic group of life writers at our fall session of Write for Your Life. To the writers who joined me to share words, craft, intelligence, and so much heart and corn chowder, I will never forget you.
Meanwhile, a blast of good fall news: I’m over the moon to say I’ve been awarded a residency by Brush Creek Foundation for the Arts in Wyoming. I can’t wait to see what all those mountains and sage brushes, cactuses and tumbleweeds I’ve been writing about actually look and smell like.
I also can’t wait for October 29, The Heat of Autumn, a beautiful one-day writing intensive weaving in meditative and sensory elements to build inner fire and take our writing to the next level all winter long. Join us! We have room for you and would love, love, love to write with you. And we know it will be fruitful. As one of our students recently said, “[this] class is one of the best I have ever taken, and that’s saying a lot given that I have taken many dozens over the past three decades.” When you write with Elephant Rock, we take your writing as seriously as our own.
I hope to see you soon, and thank you so much for making this writing life such a sweet one.