I’ve spent the day at a rewriting/editing course. Did I learn anything?
Well, in the morning there were hints that I could learn something, but the lecturer was very easily distracted onto other topics and in the meander I had to wonder what the point was.
In the afternoon… that’s when my headache started. And I’ve still got it.
We had to read a synopsis, applying the method to which he had briefly alluded in the three hours previous to this. It was his synopsis. For his current novel. And the first chapter.
This went on for another three hours and I felt like I was in his fan club.
So, no, I didn’t learn anything.
That’s not true. As Impworks mentioned on his blog, I learned that I won’t be doing any more Creative Writing courses with Liverpool University.