Yeah, I did it.
My house is in the final throes of the reno that began as a result of the ceiling falling down last October. [There’s more stuff to happen outside, but not until things warm up — so, maybe never at this rate?]
Taking advantage of the spring-break related dearth of school gigs, I have bolted to a remote and beautiful part of a nearby island. Getting here meant ferries, rain, snow, sleet, hail, snowbanks higher than my car and breathtaking views. Being here means terrible internet [not in the village, but in the place I am staying], bizarre, erratic weather…and breathtaking views.
Totally worth it.
Wolves in the woods and deer on the lawns. And lots of words going down on paper. I’m not leaving here until this edit is done, and a new project is underway, so w-i-t-c-h-a-a-h-h…[uh — that was the sound of a whip cracking…].