To be honest, the first couple of days I just decompressed. While other residents were saying things like "each day is so precious I can't bear to waste a minute!" I was drinking beer & sleeping, doing some reading & note-taking. Then I flailed around with my work for a couple of days, then I was depressed by a couple of rejections from magazines, then, the last couple of days, I settled down to fairly steady work. My main concern now is to try to eat less & to skip desert from time to time. I've finished one poem & most of another, both featuring crows, and have begun to map out the manuscript for a book from a welter of drafts -- the main reason I came here. The next book will not be just a collection of poems, but (somehow) one whole thing. (I'm thinking of it as being composed of "suites.") The problem is that, while all the parts have roughly the same tone & use the same structures, I've been collecting them for so long that the settings range from California to New York to Vietnam, with several places in between. So my problem is how to organize that stuff formally & thematically. I guess I'll have to make my bed this morning so I can spread the manuscripts out & have a look.