oodles of writing

Last week, we flew to Utah so my husband Orest could get some good skiing in. This has been a terrible year for skiers! I went along for the ride, and also for the quiet hotel room. I was anxious to get a big chunk of writing done. Well, in 5 days, I wrote 8,000 words on Daughter of War, so I am happy.

My days were spartan. First thing in the morning, I’d have breakfast with Orest, then skedaddle back to the room and sit in the love seat, open up my laptop and write with a fury. I didn’t even stop for lunch, but would just eat a protein bar and have a glass of water and keep on writing. It was nice looking outside at the snow. I did do the treadmill twice, but that’s it. We also went out for dinner.

I was so keen that I even wrote 1000 words in the airport and during the flight home! I don’t care to write on an airplane though, because everyone’s so packed in that I imagine people looking over my shoulders and reading what I’m writing.

After a marathon of writing like that, I rewarded myself by reading one novel for pleasure. Now I’m back to writing.

The novel I read was Ken Follet’s Whiteout. Very good!

While in Utah, we stayed at the Goldener Hirsch Inn. It was done up like an old German inn with lots of rustic furniture and large door hardware. I kept on bumping into the gigantic door handle on the bathroom. I even put a slipper on it to buffer the bump, but the maids must’ve thought I was crazy and they kept taking the slipper off. I have two bruises and a scratch on my left elbow. Why would anyone make a door handle thingie that big??

They also had these gigantic brass fobs hanging from the door keys. It reminded me of the giant stick that’s usually attached to the bathroom key at gas stations. It was too big to put in a normal pocket or purse. What were they thinking? Cute yes, but not very practical.

Back to writing ……..

Author: Marsha

I write historical fiction, mostly from the perspective of young people who are thrust in the midst of war. View all posts by Marsha