Dreading the one-on-one about the story I couldn’t get into: Check
Being the only one in the small group who thought a story was wonderful: Check
That helpless feeling when I couldn’t fix a story: Check
That triumphant feeling when I could: Check
Too much alcohol and too little sleep: Check
Getting pissed off at fellow instructor only to realize it was caused by the above conditions: Check
Saved by the staff: Check
Fleeting unreasonable crush on student: Check
Seeing a student bounce about how TNH had fixed the whole story with just a couple of tweaks: Check
Absurd amounts of fun playing music: Check
Feeling unreasonably stupid: Check
Feeling unreasonably smart: Check
Intense writing discussions where I learned more than I taught: Check
Being close to tears realizing that none of these wonderful new people would be back next year: Check
Yep, VP is over and I has a sad. It was wonderful. Thank you all.
Hugs to you, Darling. :)
O Great Zelazny Fan, I would dearly love to come back to VP. My scurvy is running amok.
Loved how much of your heart you put into VP17 last year. The folks of 18 were doubtless lucky this year, sir.
I miss ALL THE VPers! ALL!
I thought you were a Magyar, not a Czech.
Glad it was wonderful again – you certainly made last year great for us!
<3