Time to go back to bed

I spent the weekend at Astrid Lindgren's childhood home Näs in Vimmerby with a bunch of other children's book authors. There were lectures, an Open Mic night (yes, I foolishly got up on stage, panicked, lost my voice but managed to find it again, carried on and ended my reading with a cliffhanger that had the audience gasping! No, not really, but I think they kinda liked it ...), a couple of critique sessions, and hours and hours of discussions of our wip:s and our processes and our struggles...