The sky is dark by the time I begin writing each night. Of course I steal words throughout the day, but most of my writing and editing happens when the kids are in bed and my thoughts aren’t competing with constant questions and spontaneous hugs.
Progress doesn’t always happen on the schedule I set forth in my head, but I find my words wandering to the page nonetheless. Stories continue to unfold in my head even when only snippets of them remain in any sort of edited state. I am comfortable knowing I am in a better writing space in my head — and in terms of production — than I was at this time last year.
Still, part of me yearns to reach past comfort and throw myself headfirst into a project. And that part of me is seriously considering the invitation of a real-life friend to spend two nights away in an effort to create our own mini-retreat just as spring begins to consider moving into summer. There’s something appealing about spending a couple days with two other writers, alternately holing up with our own words and reading over theirs.
The blogging world talks about blog conferences, and I have to admit they appeal to the social part of my personality. I attended Blissdom last February, finding inspiration in the sessions, sure, but finding a sense of community as well. Much of what I gleaned from that weekend involved spending time with like-minded people, laughing and talking and having cocktails and talking more. I came home rejuvenated, ready to move forward and haven’t really felt my voice grow quiet since then.
When I think of how much that weekend helped me formulate my blogging goals, I get just a “little bittle” (to borrow from Thoreau) giddy about the idea of a writer’s retreat. Surrounding myself with people dedicated to their craft and at various points in their works-in-progress sounds heavenly at the end of a long day followed by a long evening of cramming writing time in between my kids’ bedtimes and mine.
We’ve mentioned it before, but the Write on Edge team is planning to offer a writer’s retreat, likely in 2014. Though many months linger between now and then, many words to be loosed from my mind before that point, it burns like a lighthouse pulling me towards a weekend of inspiration. And like Thoreau said: “One must maintain a little bittle of summer, even in the middle of winter.”
Would you be interested in attending a writer’s retreat for the Write on Edge community?