You might think I’m exaggerating when I say I spent two hours reviewing the AWP events schedule to decide what I want to try to get to–on Thursday. But I’m not. I figure at this pace it will take me six hours just to settle on where to be over the three days at the Hynes Convention Center in Boston. Two hours down, and I still haven’t figured out when I’ll have time to eat and when I’ll be hanging out at the Under the Gum Tree table in the exhibition hall (come look for me!).
It’s damn hard to decide! Writing craft with Peter Elbow, writing craft with Debra di Blasi, writing craft with Carole Maso? Or publishing with JA Tyler? A reading from Georgia Review or A Capella Zoo? Incredible variety. Do I have to pick an iteration of myself? An identity for the duration in order not to feel schizophrenic?