A large woman entered the pottery studio after I’d been there for about an hour. She looked at my wheel, sighed loudly then sat next to me. With no one else in at the wheels she sat RIGHT NEXT to me. Obviously she wanted my wheel. That nice corner wheel where one can feel calm and safe. So what’s a girl to do? I left. I ran away from the woman and the polite Midwestern small talk we might have had if I’d stayed.

But at home I made these elephant bookends that the dog wants to eat

– so things worked out.