Benjamin is insistent that he wants to give me a critique on my YA fantasy novel, which we didn't have time to do thus far, and so we have set alarms for five a.m. so we have an hour to do this before he leaves for his flight back to Switzerland. Greater love hath no fellow writer than to get up early the morning after #wiscon so that they can critique your book. Or so I believe, but right now my groggy body is howling TEA! TEA! so it may be a little while before I can fully feel the love.