More photos from Rosemary Beach

Okay, so I haven't had time to sit down and do a proper post about the conference. It will happen. Before Thursday, when my next column is due to be in print. Expect it then.
Meanwhile, I have a few more photos to share.

First is the wonderful Malayne DeMars, (at right) and a conference goer setting up morning coffee and snacks in the Town Hall. I loved the way the light played against the walls. This is a beautiful space, and the perfect location for writers and storytellers to gather.

Next is the courtyard at Edward's, a new eatery that just recently opened on South Main Street. Several of the group are there, including (foreground, right) Anthony (the other Tony in the classes) speaking with author and Flagler professor Laura Lee Smith; and (background, center) author and FIU prof John Dufresne holding up the column with his wife, the poet Cindy Chinelly talking to author and editor Leonard Nash (eclipsed by the fountain). Seated at the table to the left is poet Rick Campbell.

A closer (if not better) photo of Leonard, Cindy and John. We drank beer and talked about everything and nothing, as writers will do.

Again, a closer photo of Laura and Tony. This was after the rain passed and the sun returned, and just before we had a few author readings in the Town Hall.

A building on Main opposite the Town Hall courtyard, just because I liked the look of it. Sorry, but there are more shots of inanimate objects and landscape yet to follow.

Actually, I'm not sorry.

The participants for the panel discussion on "The Writing Business," which preceded the Edwards reception, Day 1. From left are Rick Campbell, Miles DeMott, Leonard Nash, Lynne Barrett (whose collection "Magpies" recently won a gold medal in the Florida Book Awards), Laura Lee Smith, and John Dufresne.

A fountain. Because it's my blog and I can post pictures of fountains if I want. Also because it drew me out of the hall and into the courtyard, water rippling down the stone and recaptured, as John might say, the very way water enters stone.

Thursday, then. If not before. Impressions and thoughts.

Peace.