GW: Day 3: The Wall

It's probably a good thing that tomorrow is a "free" day. The workshop this morning seemed to have it something of a wall of repetition. If last year's mantra was "conflict", this year's is "single point of view." I think the work of critiquing 45-60 pages a day is also causing folks--myself included--to get more protective of their comments. Actually, I'm feeling more caustic.

Dad is continuing to enjoy the watercolors. Today he was working with some kind of liquid mask and painting an angel fish. That should be interesting to see when he's done.

Before Robert Clark's reading this afternoon, I hit the book table for the first round of book buying. In addition to some poetry and fiction, I picked up The Democratization of American Christianity. It looks like an interesting study of how Christianity was shaped by emerging American values.


Tonight was the concert by Over the Rhine. As was the case last year, it was all too short. The brevity was exacerbated by some misbehaving cables which created loud buzzing during "Ohio." The songs they chose for tonight seemed to focus pretty much on romance and enduring love. They also did "Jesus in New Orleans"

I said the road is my redeemer
I never know just what on earth I'll find
In the faces of a stranger
In the dark and weary corners of a mind