There comes a time in our lives when we are expected to become adults. When we are told to forget figments of our imagination because they aren’t real. We are told live isn’t a fairy tale, there are no monsters under the bed, and that Santa Claus doesn’t exist.

But what if he does? What if all the above still exist?

Do you remember your first imaginary friend? The one with whom you shared your secrets? I created this workshop to explore the imaginations of children, of the writer before they were told such things do not exist.

Throughout our short weekend together, I want you to reacquaint yourselves with your imaginary friends.