The writer's conference starts tomorrow. Part of me is surprisingly calm, and of course, another part of me is freaking right the hell out. It's been an intense and crazy time at work, and some unwelcome changes are on the way. Good time to have a week off. One of these days I'm going to have to take a proper vacation, one that contains tropical climates, chaise lounges, a stack of novels, and people brining me drinks. Which is not to say that a week spent focusing on writing isn't a treat. But it is work. Hopefully it will be work that revitalizes me.
Lucky you; I bet it will be a good time. And I like the idea of people brining you drinks. Salty.
Posted by: cc | July 13, 2008 at 12:38 AM
I think a week to concentrate on your own creativity is fabulous. I love going on vacation but I always have to take my four year old son too. I love being with him but I can never concentrate fully on my own needs...when he's a big boy I'll do something like this!
Posted by: Caroline | July 14, 2008 at 02:26 AM