MIFF final week — final results are in and not at all how I thought they’d look. On one hand, I’m glad it’s over (free time!) but on the other, I miss it already (keeping occupied!). It’s the best time of the year, mingling with likeminded people.

The constant moving gave me some weird aura of confidence so sharing work in class on Wednesday didn’t feel nearly as frightening as it previously had — my expanded sentence was a lot more descriptive than others, who focused more on plot progression (just a note! I guess I like meandering on minor things).

Monday was quite the experience — that Yossi spoke for 3 hours and made it feel like half an hour was impressive, and he spoke with such thoughtfulness, almost a rehearsed mode of speech, crafting every point he made into a recollection of one story or another. His interview with Marco Pierre White in Bread Wine & Thou is a great read — I’d like to be able to write with such prowess one day. Another great week. Haven’t missed a class yet, and don’t plan to (given Alexia reschedules week 7’s Monday class to compensate for Twin Peaks‘ double episode finale).