Hey there. It's full-on summer here in Charlottesville (and maybe where you are, too). We've had mid-nineties and summer storms for the past week or so. The weather did its job to wreak havoc on the annual VQR Writers' Conference, which took place last week. Some faculty and participants suffered travel delays—I swear summer is worse than winter when it comes to air travel—and we made some game-time decisions regarding venues due to Mother Nature and her uncanny sense of humor, but at least one of those resulted in an unanticipated bar on site.
I Don't Hate It | Summer Storms
I Don't Hate It | Summer Storms
I Don't Hate It | Summer Storms
Hey there. It's full-on summer here in Charlottesville (and maybe where you are, too). We've had mid-nineties and summer storms for the past week or so. The weather did its job to wreak havoc on the annual VQR Writers' Conference, which took place last week. Some faculty and participants suffered travel delays—I swear summer is worse than winter when it comes to air travel—and we made some game-time decisions regarding venues due to Mother Nature and her uncanny sense of humor, but at least one of those resulted in an unanticipated bar on site.