May Books: 5/5 (How to Write Romantasy and Shadow and Bone)
June Books: 0/4
Hi-ho, squiders! It’s now June, and it feels like it came out of nowhere.
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I don’t have nearly as many purple cards as weird hole cards, which might become an issue, depending on how long this goes. Always a bit interesting, storytelling through a restricted medium.
ANYWAY.
My retreat happened! We were at a new location this year, as the one last year failed us. Pros and cons. It was up in the mountains, so I went on a lovely early morning hike Friday morning with barely anyone else in sight, and the views were gorgeous. But we were just one group on a larger property, so it was much louder and logistically a bit overwhelming (such as during meals). And there was a giant group of teenagers–like hundreds of them–who were everywhere all the time that didn’t help, and in some cases facilities we tried to access turned us away because of said giant group.
Honestly, I’d go back to the old place in a heartbeat. I’ve got a survey in my email that I need to take and which I should. The old place is apparently under new management, so maybe all can be fixed.
You guys don’t care about logistics.
I made friends! That may have been a side effect of the new location. The past two years I’ve been social during meals and a few designated social times and then disappeared into my room or wherever to write. I’ve always tried to mix up who I sit with so I can make a larger swath of acquaintances, but it does mean I haven’t particularly clicked with specific people (though it does mean that I know and am friendly with a good majority of the group at this point). (I did make a friend last year who unfortunately lives on the other end of town and had to cancel coming last minute this year.)
I did do that to some extent this year as well, but because we were just mixed in with the general populace, sometimes it was just easier to be like “I recognize and like this person, so I’m just going to sit with them.” But I feel like I made some real connections, and when I get my life together, I shall reach out to them.
(Why is it so hard to be productive after something like a writing retreat? I’ve gotten nothing done all week.)
Writing was less productive. I did do some writing, and I edited a story off of some editorial feedback and sent it out (very optimistically, only to have a form rejection 24 hours later), and I did do some admin stuff. It doesn’t feel like a lot, but I am trying to remind myself that 1) it is always harder to make more progress if working on multiple things, and 2) the last two years I was there for longer (I had to leave a day earlier because I had concert tickets) AND I was revising, which skews word counts because a lot of the words aren’t new.
(It was an excellent concert.)
I would, of course, go again. But hopefully we go some place quieter.
I’m mostly annoyed about my complete lack of progress since returning Saturday afternoon. School is out. I’ve gained close to an hour and a half of my day back because I don’t have to take children to and from school. Some of our extracurriculars have also stopped for the summer. I have time. But I’m not using it.
Very frustrating.
And, of course, we’re a little over a week out from my week and a half on my own, and I’m worried that I’m not prepared enough, or that I’m going to waste that time no matter how much I prepare. I should be fine, but I’ve just been so tired lately, and I’m worried I’m not going to be able to turn things around.
Anyway.
Hope you’re doing well! See you next week!














































