It's Thursday. I had a conference today so I had a day off from teaching.
I'm getting sick (with a cold, I think), but I've managed to head it off. Although, my ears are blocking up again. (Gee, think I should get a regular doctor instead of going to the walk-in clinics all the time??)
Tomorrow starts my local chapter retreat!! Yay! A whole weekend devoted just to writing. I'm so psyched. I've packed my 3 works in progress-just in case I get tired of working on one. I've got 2 notebooks (I LOVE writing stories longhand during the the early stages of a manuscript). I'm packing my headphones and a bunch of tapes that used to inspire me that I haven't listened to in a few years. (We'll see if they still inspire!) Oh, and my Lion King sheets for the twin bed in the dorm room. I bought these when the movie first came out, when I was 23. I know they're kind of childish, but for me they remind me of the inner child that I sometimes feel I've lost touch with. I don't want to lose that inner child, so this weekend I've decided will be her weekend. If my inner child decides to pull an all nighter, she's allowed. If she wants to walk around singing Hakuna Matata, she's allowed. If she wants to sneak in some contriband items (like sodas and candy) for her dorm life, then I'll allow it. My inner child and my muse are very close cousins. I figure if I allow the inner child to play, then the muse will be more than happy to accomodate me. Wish us luck!