Here's how my dream would go... I'd get paddled out to a tiny island carrying a laptop that operates on solar power. I'd be wearing sandals and island attire
that would stay clean and unwrinkled the entire time I'm there (again, humor me; if I'm allowed to choose where I do this writing stint, I figure I'll drop kick a few other realities onto the other side of logic too.)I'd bring a hammock, and my meals (including shots of espresso) would be delivered by the nice man who paddled me over to my tiny island. There'd be no phone, no family, no pets. Just me and the story for 90 days. This might not be everyone's heaven on earth, but it'd be mine -- just once. And no, you can't come with me. Find your own tiny island!
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Bit territorial, aren'tcha?
LOL* I'd value that sort of writing time too though so I take no offence that you aren't willing to share your tiny island with any of us. Go to your happy place and write like mad Ms. Kennedy
lol go for it, holly
i'm more like thoreau, gimme a cabin near some water, so long as there are no blood suckers flying or running about ;)
at 6'4" i need a queen size bed [forget hammocks], lots of fresh cream for my fresh coffee, oj, fruit, vegetables, and seafood... *sigh*
So, I can only assume that the nice man who delivers your espresso is the love of your life (your husband, of course)?
Clearly, Mr. Anonymous IS the very husband who so often pops by to lurk and rarely comments!
Such a nice tiny island!
As long as it had A/C I'd
sign up to paddle on over
myself after you leave.
Would that be okay?
That would indeed be sweet.
I'd even go for 90 minutes of uninterrupted writing time! Actually, I'll have some great writing opportunities next week at the Strawberry Creek Writer's Retreat....aaahh...Bliss!
That's one small island.
Too small for me!
90 days in just one universe... That might be bliss except for the reentry! ;)
God! Can you imagine? Bliss...
I'm SO there...wait a minute...I'm on an island in the tropics. I'm on a boat. I wear shorts sandals and I have solar power...
um...
never mind.
Don't forget the teeny tiny bottles of vodka. Portion control, yanno...
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