Monday, February 21, 2011

Writer's Retreat

Yesterday I attended a writer's retreat.  I packed up all my latest excerpts from my novel and my laptop into the car and headed to my friend's house.

I arrived at 12:30.  For the first half-hour we sat around, shooting the breeze, as we waited for the last participant to arrive.  From 1 to 2 we munched on chips and Pepsi and procrastinated.

By 2 we were raring to go, and I got four solid hours of revisions done to my novel.  Burying your head in revisions for four hours non-stop is like scuba diving for four hours.  You come up and you have the bends. It was exhausting and a little painful and I wanted to lie down.

At 6 I talked to my gracious host for about a half-hour, hauled my laptop and excerpts back into the car, and headed back home at 6:30.

I accomplished great things yesterday.  Well worth the trip.


  1. Good for you. The retreat sounds awesome. I used to do retreats a lot, and I always accomplished more when I was working in a room with other writers. Maybe I should try that again.