Last Friday I went down to the "Oldest City" for an all-day conference with all the big shots around Florida. The "Ritz" of the town, the Casa Madrona, hosted about 125 writers. It was a dark and stormy morning... (pictures)
The day was divided into five time slots: four seminar slots plus lunch. During seminar times, we chose a group from one of two subjects. These subjects ranged from character building to research to submitting screenplays. I can't say the catered food was worthwhile, and the conference rooms were less than impressive, but the event was good.
North Florida is suddenly in the rainy season, and clouds are regular observers in our skies. The sweltering summer still lingers, amplified briefly by humidity after the rain. Mosquitoes regularly feast on me every time I take out the dogs. They don't get it, because of their fur, when I jump around and swat my skin.
It's dark now when I like to ride, so that's not so good. I notice Chattanooga is already in the fifties at night, while we barely get down to eighty. Whew! But when we got here in February, we had five straight days of frost, so I know it CAN get colder... and it'll probably be too cold soon enough.
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