Coming back to the church with the dog for a short writing retreat. It will be chilly because I'm conserving propane, but I have a heater in the vestry, where I've set up two desks, one for work and one for...I won't say play. Because writing isn't play, it's grueling. But a separate desk for that, anyway. I keep my meals simple so there's no distraction, and I can just immerse myself in stories. I will re-emerge into the daylight, blinking and disoriented, at the end of it, but hopefully with the basic bones of the manuscript complete.
Friday, November 5, 2021
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