So I am taking a little writing vacation in Jamaica. But not a vacation from writing. A vacation so that I actually have time to write.
Oh, sure, there will be plenty of distractions, so it remains to be seen how much I’ll get done, but I’m going to try.
I’m hoping that big progress will be made on The Fingers of the Colossus on this trip, and I’ve already begun wrapping up one of the short stories for that collection.
My desk is a hardwood table with matching chair, staring out at the pool and the lagoon beyond, surrounded by swaying palms, with a Red Stripe by my side.
So here’s to telling stories. I could get used to this…