Rosemary Kirstein

Hey, you know how when you go away and try to clear your mind, you leave all the crap behind?

And: Hey, you know how when you get back, it’s all still there waiting for you?

And it got lonely while you were gone, so it found a whole lot of new friends? So when you get back, not only is all the original crap waiting for you, but all this new crap, friends of your old crap, is also waiting, and eager to make your acquaintance?

You know — like that?

Yah.

I’ll blog more coherently on the weekend, but until then:

Yes, I’m back.

And Lindig was right about the location of my escape.

And it was lovely, and I didn’t want to come home!

More later.

Down to the wire on my annual get-the-hell-out-of-town.   This time I’m actually getting on a plane and flying most of the way across the country.

I’ll be pretty much incommunicado for the duration.   I might post some random photos… But whatever actual words I come up with will be going toward creative work, I hope!

See you on the flip side.

Of course, when your DayJob knows that you’re about to be gone for a week, it releases all sorts of hell on you, requiring you to put in extra hours that should be better spent, if not actually writing, then at least doing all the things you need to do in your LIFE before being away for a week.

Of course.