“You’ve got an Oirish face.”

I swam this morning. Now I’m all perky. That’s so annoying. :) Yer man the kids’ team coach asked me what club I’d swum with, because anybody who did “tomble tarns” (ie, flipturns) was probably a club swimmer. I said I’d swum in Alaska, where I was from, and he said, “Alaska? But yer parents are Oirish. Ye’ve got an Oirish face.” :)

Okay, my plans today are mostly South Carolina Writers’ Workshop stuff. I need to:

– work up a handout for the “developing your writer’s voice” class
– ideally, although not as critically, also create handouts for
» visualization class
» dialog class
– print out the submissions for critique
– review at least one of them
– print out WALKING DEAD, while I’m at it

That, actually, should keep me pretty busy, although I also need to shop.