My good friend Kate and I were on a walk the other day and I mentioned that maybe I’m tired because I’m working a full-time job, rowing 6-8 hours a week and putting together a prospectus and residency applications and writing a book. Last night after work, a 2-hour row and shower and laundry, I revised 40 pages of poetry. I did not want to get out of bed today.
Kate asked me what she can do to help, and I said very nicely that I kind of want everyone to go away. Just for a few days. Actually, I want me to go away for a few days, but that’s difficult due to finances and logistics (I need access to humongous stacks of notebooks and books).
I’ve arranged to have most of this weekend to myself. My sweetheart, my favorite distraction, is going camping with himself. I am going to stay inside my house and click away.
I’m dreaming of a writing retreat, and all the places I can take them in the future. Over the winter I went to the North Shore for three days all alone and I stayed in a little cabin overlooking Lake Superior. It was awesome.
I love my work, but the time consumption is a pain in the ass. Then there is the part where I get paid. I may not have summers off or get to leave every day at 3 or get to sleep in and leisurely make my way to French Meadow to eat a croissant while I edit last night’s notebook entry. But I do get paid time off and enough dough, if I’m careful, to rent the occasional cabin at the lake or fly my ass to Sydney if I want to.
Now, I wonder what else is out there for writer retreats. I’d love to do some kind of yoga/nature/spa/writing kind of thing. Actually, I’d love to teach at a yoga/nature/spa/writing kind of thing. I don’t know where to begin looking for them.
Where do you go to take a break or do your pleasure-work? Escape your life? Focus?
Kate asked me what she can do to help, and I said very nicely that I kind of want everyone to go away. Just for a few days. Actually, I want me to go away for a few days, but that’s difficult due to finances and logistics (I need access to humongous stacks of notebooks and books).
I’ve arranged to have most of this weekend to myself. My sweetheart, my favorite distraction, is going camping with himself. I am going to stay inside my house and click away.
I’m dreaming of a writing retreat, and all the places I can take them in the future. Over the winter I went to the North Shore for three days all alone and I stayed in a little cabin overlooking Lake Superior. It was awesome.
I love my work, but the time consumption is a pain in the ass. Then there is the part where I get paid. I may not have summers off or get to leave every day at 3 or get to sleep in and leisurely make my way to French Meadow to eat a croissant while I edit last night’s notebook entry. But I do get paid time off and enough dough, if I’m careful, to rent the occasional cabin at the lake or fly my ass to Sydney if I want to.
Now, I wonder what else is out there for writer retreats. I’d love to do some kind of yoga/nature/spa/writing kind of thing. Actually, I’d love to teach at a yoga/nature/spa/writing kind of thing. I don’t know where to begin looking for them.
Where do you go to take a break or do your pleasure-work? Escape your life? Focus?
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