
So I got to my workshop on time (thank you, V-Line) and had a most productive, and fun day. I am, however, far too pooped for in depth blogging about it. Also, I’m a firm believer in the ‘what happens at the workshop stays at the workshop’ principle. But it was good. Now I have to get to work on my YA novel ASAP so I’m ready for the next session in 2 months.

And due to the above mentioned
poopedness, I’ll just say that
A Single Man is beautiful and poignant, and a must for 60s fashion lovers (a.k.a.
Mad Men fans).
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