I Survived the 2006 Maritime Writers’ Workshop and Literary Festival – The Head Cracked from Ear to Ear

By the end of the week, madness was upon us. Our blood was fire. Our minds had long since gone home. We were poor little lambs with sharp teeth and claws and a gnawing thirst for wine and beer. We were writers on a tear.

Plath grabbed the food from Vonnegut’s plate, threw it into the air, and yelled, “Watch me catch it with my teeth!”

Barth was astounded when Plath actually caught the entire meal with her teeth.

Seating for the live music was scarce, so everyone was forced to take off their heads and attach them to music notes. Not surprisingly, this solved the problem of seating.

Unfortunately, there was confusion in the reattachment of heads.

Ionesco (dressed in drag) points out to Faulkner, that Woolf’s head has been falsely reattached … the dimensions are all wrong. Faulkner maintains that Ionesco (in drag) is going rhino again.

Next: Vacation pics of Grand Manan … when I get back from vacation.