Like grieving, novel-writing has its stages. Right now I'm at the stage where things are suddenly starting to come together, to pop! If I can get away for three or four days and do nothing but write (also eat) I can have a complete draft on my hands. That's why I'm taking off in 10 minutes. I'm going away for three-and-a-half days. And when I return to Salt Lake I'm hoping I have a book in hand . . .
Dudes! Wish me luck!
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GOOD LUCK! Enjoy your escape!
Oh my gosh, good luck! Good luck!
I'm slightly worried about the (also eat) part. I holed up in a hotel as a grad student to get some focused time away from roommates to write my thesis. Let's just say I shouldn't have had mayo on that sandwich from the restaurant across the street the first night. All puking, no writing. I hope your getaway was far more productive!
Ann I hope you get well away from it all and that the book goes well.
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