Part-time prevaricator
And thus ends the 2017 writing retreat. I’ll have a more detailed post later, but the précis is that I wrote 12,500+ words in Translations, had an epiphany that will change the last third of the story, took a bunch of photos, and drank a lot of iced coffee at Chipperfields as I used their wifi (much as I am right now).
Oh, and we bought a car.
Good times.
2 alternate takes (and more, so much more!) on my Flickr account.
Sometimes it’s absolutely worth it to stay up past your bedtime.
For the next week, at least. It’s time for Writing Retreat, 2017 Edition.
So far I’ve got 3,500 words of a 10,000+ word goal. (1,000 words of that is in an outline/beat sheet, so I’m not really counting them. I’m also not counting blog posts. That seems like it’d be cheating.)
It’s time for Writing Retreat 2017.
Goals:
Wish me luck.
It’s quittin’ time. If you need me, I won’t be at the office.
So I went for a nice long bike ride today, and I got a great photo of the railroad tracks, receding to the horizon.
Whoever mashed up Sesame Street and The Beastie Boys is a genius.
Thanks, Donna (@reloweeda)!
Woo hoo, I’ve got another sale! Details to follow, but for now, thanks to my readers for suggestions and advice. You helped hammer my story into evidently saleable shape.