Retreating from Retreats
Wow. I hardly recognize my office. My writing desk. My cat-trap blanket…
What? You don’t have a cat-trap blanket? It’s a crucial tool in my writing arsenal — a lap blanket knit out of Heavenly yarn. when Poppy decides she needs to sit on my keyboard, to supervise my work, I lure her onto my lap with the cat-trap blanket. She makes bread, and I get work done.
So, I’ve returned from my back-to-back retreats.
For those playing along at home, I spent five days on my first retreat. I left you some clues along the way, but no one figured out where I was — Orlando, Florida, staying at the Disney Yacht Club Resort. (The giraffes were viewed from a “Sunset Savannah” room at Disney’s Wild Animal Kingdom Lodge. The Eiffel Tower was viewed from the edge of the EPCOT park.)
While in Orlando, I ate my body weight in whole-grain croissants, and I drank a tanker full of tea (with coffee for those couple of mornings when I was nearly too exhausted to write.) I worked during the days, then spent the evenings with my best friend. We stayed up talking *way* too late most evenings.
I rewarded myself with the Cirque de Soleil show, La Nouba, and it was magical. I despise the regular circus, with its animals and noise, but I love, love, love these shows that walk on the edge of Magritte. They trigger a million writing ideas, and all the while I’m simply astonished by what some human bodies can do.
I came home from Orlando and spent about 24 hours with husband and cats before heading off to my “local” writers retreat, a couple of hours north of here, in Maryland. This is a group of four other authors; we get together a couple of times a year. The stay isn’t nearly as productive (there’s only one full day, with people arriving and leaving on Friday and Sunday), but it’s always fun to check in on everyone else’s careers, and to get *some* heavy lifting done.
So, my total, for the week of retreating: Approximately 25,000 words drafted, and approximately 38,000 words edited. Today, I’ll wrap up THE VERY FIRST TIME (the third of the Diamond Brides books.) I’m pleased! And eager to move on to the fourth book!
So? What did I miss while I was out of touch? What’s new with you?