Escape from Black Friday

Normally on the day after Thanksgiving, Richard and I go to a mall for Black Friday. Not to shop, but to watch people. People are generally not at their best when grabbing bargain deals, but there is still enough quirk to make people-watching fun.

Not this year. Lied Lodge (Arbor Day Lodge) is such a soothing combination of wood and stone and fireplace and comfy rocking chairs and plenty of coffee that I’m settled in here for another day of writing retreat. I might get through the second edit on Whose Hearts are Mountains to send it to dev edit (I’m pretty sure I’m sending it to dev edit first.)

We’re cutting the visit a day short because Sunday is bringing a snowstorm to the area that might bring as much as 8 inches of snow. I’m hoping for a snow day Monday.

Peace to my readers.

Writing retreat time

I’m off to Nebraska City (a two-hour car ride from here) to Lied Lodge for a couple days of writing retreat. It will be challenging — I’m reviewing the beginning of Whose Hearts are Mountains, struck by how I could do the whole reveal of the US’s collapse better. And while I’m at it, how I could improve the flashbacks at the beginning, and …

Yes, it’s a really rough draft. But there’s something there worth salvaging.

For all my US friends, Happy Thanksgiving! For my readers overseas, find something to celebrate!