We have now completed the initial critiques for every author. I have given five mini-lectures. Walter has performed his exegesis of CASABLANCA and his index-card re-plotting of a student synopsis, a technique borrowed from Melinda Snodgrass. It is Friday night, everyone is exhausted by literary aspiration, and there are plans for dinner, drinking, and/or hot tubbing.
But something is missing -- so far this year, no bear. This is last year's bear, a used bear as it were:
Memorable quotes from the critique sessions:
"I could watch a person getting shot in the head, without having to vomit."
"It's always a mad hermit in the basement, isn't it?"
"All you left for me to critique is the cooking pots."
"This piece is Charles Stross meets a literary novel I never read."
"You have White Dimension Syndrome."
"Find a better disease."