Writer's Retreat

My husband is kind of like my own personal genie in a bottle.  Or, more accurately, he is my Farm Boy from the Princess Bride.

Sometimes he grants me wishes I haven't even said out loud, like when he surprises me with flowers, chocolates, or homemade flan from the Mexican market nearby.  Other times, I will mention something I think I'd like, and he simply makes it happen.  Like this fabulous new laptop I'm using right now to type this post.  He wouldn't let me settle for the cheap one, even when I insisted it was "good enough."  He begged to differ; and now I am the proud owner of a laptop worthy of me.

We have talked about letting me get away on a writer's retreat one of these days.  Head up to a cabin in the woods, just me and my books and my laptop.  I thought maybe I should do it for my birthday, in February.  He thought I shouldn't wait.  He thought next weekend would be a much better time for me to get away.

And so I did it!  I have reservations for the Cozy Rest studio cabin from Wilder Cabins in Idyllwild for next weekend.  The owner was delightful; it's a little slow right now, so she said I could come early on Friday and stay all day Sunday, without charging me extra.  It has a view of Strawberry Creek, and she assured me it should still have water for wading, should I choose.  Fresh air, privacy, clear night skies -- all waiting to inspire me!

So, I need to finish the edit I'm currently working on.  I have a new project that is dancing around in my head that I would like to turn loose while I'm up there.  I don't know yet if I have enough material to turn it into a full novel or just a short story.  Either way, I'm chomping at the bit to get up there and see how much I can get done during my very own, personal writer's retreat.