Today I registered for West Tejas Writer Camp, out in the middle of the scrub and desert. The camp is taking place on a college campus in the town of Alpine, twenty miles away from hipster capital Marfa, where I will get to spend a couple of hours on this whole thing. Twenty-five hours of writing instruction plus social events and Marfa and other schtuff, out in a crazy foreign place that I've never been to before. Texas as northerners dream it. I am looking forward to intense writing study with an author who lists Elinor as one of her favorite novelists on her own website. This should be fun and educational.