What did you think of this year's Spring Literary Festival? What did you learn? If you went last year, did you think this year's festival was more or less interesting? Who was your favorite writer? Who was your least favorite? Did you enjoy the lectures or the readings more? Do you feel inspired by the words that you heard? Have you written anything noteworthy since the festival? What about during the festival? Aside from hearing the speakers, did you experience anything that inspired you?

Did you find Rita Dove to be beautiful in every possible way? Did it feel like she spoke directly to your Spirit? Did it feel to you as if she reached into your body, picked you up by your Soul, and peeled back the multiple layers of who you thought you were? Did she leave you sitting there with an entirely new and radically redefined concept of your Self and your duties as a human being and/or writer? Did you gain a new perspective by hearing her words? Did you notice her fingernails?

What was your impression of Rosellen Brown? Were you thoroughly enthralled by her readings? Or did she bore you with her almost intangible elaborations of the grasp that the ego has on humans? Did it inspire you to free yourself from your own sense of dignity? Did she get you to question your own death and the things you will be leaving behind? Did she remind you of a school teacher?

Did you enjoy Debra Marquart's reading and lecture? Did you like her excerpt from The Horizontal World? What about her other reading about being "The Other Woman?" How much of that did you think was based on her actual experiences? Did it make you question her morals? Or were you amazed at how blunt and honest an author can be? Did it inspire you by her showing how accepting one can be about their previous decisions? Did it show you that self acceptance is one of the keys to Happiness? Did you speak to her? Did she charm you with her knowing eyes? Could you believe that she is 54 years old?

Did Tobias Wolff make you laugh? What did you learn from his lecture? What did you think of his short stories? Did it shock you when you found out that he faked his way into college? Did he impress you with his knowledge of brain anatomy and function? What about his understanding of the human psyche? Did you enjoy his Freudian discourse in his short story about the funeral planning? Did you Love his sweet mustache? If you asked him if you could touch it, do you think he would let you? Would you like to get lost in it? How many people do you think he has hiding in there at any given moment?

Did you like Padgett Powell? Did he make you question your concepts of what "writing" is? What would would you do if you suddenly found yourself standing in an empty room with him? Would you ask him questions? What would you ask? Would you be intimidated? What if he were to begin to ask you some questions of his own? Would you answer honestly? Would you at least be as honest with him as you are with yourself? What if he just didn't stop asking you questions? Would that make you feel uncomfortable? How long would you let that go on? At what point would you begin to search for an excuse to leave the room? Would there be any questions that you would be unable to answer? Would you just answer everything that he asks? Or would you just stand and stare at him in a complete and speechless bewilderment of the morbid and obscure corners that his Mind resides? Have I asked too many questions? Or was it just enough?