Cue Beethoven's 5th

I had my first writing workshop today. The whole day leading up to it, my extreme anxiety manifested itself physically. The actual process was agonizing to me in the moment. By the time I got home and read everyone's written comments I was in better shape. It is odd how most of the criticisms came out in the classroom, but the written comments exuded positivity. It was actually very helpful in terms of my novel. I'm sorry. I'm tired. I'm rambling in spits and sputters. Tomorrow: More on chess!