I met Julie through Teo, on the last day. I was reading Tarot as girls do, trying to show him through the cards what a cruel, unthinking pain-in-the-ass he was. He considered a card, a two of swords if I remember correctly, and said kindly,"You should join her workshop". I was annoyed. "Why would I ever want to be in a class with your ex-girlfriend?" Two ex's together? Competing? Hell on earth. I folded the deck and the next day Teo and I were just friends.
I joined Julie's writing workshop to spite him, to dig for information, but quickly after the sting of rejection wore off I realized I had no bad feelings. Teo and I were an ill-matched pair, I didn't love him, and he didn't love me, but it wasn't any big deal, we liked each other fine. What I loved was writing. I came to think instead what insight he had, to set us up- me and Julie. I needed that writing workshop much more than I needed him, it helped me focus and breathe new life into my work. It was a wonderful gift.
Julie has been living in Paris now for the better part of ten years. I rarely see her, we send a message here and there. This fall she contacted me, and asked the most wonderful question. "Would you like to help me run a writing residency in Tuscany?"
We've been working on it for a few months now, and it is happening and it is magic. I urge you to look at the website. I urge you to apply, no matter your discipline or experience. We want enthusiasm, not expertise. If you like it, tell and share with everyone. And give thanks to Teo.