So…Kristen locked all the blog doors. She even locked the blog’s ground floor windows. HOWEVER, she forgot that I am a rock climber! I just did a little dyno, a little manteling, and a little down-climbing, and I was in. And she thought I couldn’t do this on a road trip!
Anyway, once I was in, past the lasers and over the alligator traps, I promptly went downstairs and opened the door for Kim, who will be here next Friday…since we now have a new feature: GIRL FRIDAY (well until Kristen figures out how to truly evict us. Squatters are crafty 😉 ).
For now, we are basically Girl Friday to Kristen Lamb to assist in her plans for global domination and after all the Wednesdays hanging out here, we got comfy.
I don’t have a picture of Denny Basenji today because I am (technically) on vacation. Which means, as a self-employed writing instructor, editor, and writer, I LAUGH AT THE CONCEPT OF RELAXATION! Let’s examine how I have turned two weeks at the beach in North Carolina into…
THE HOLIDAY TRAV-L-PARK WRITER’S CONFERENCE
No, really, this is work. It’s like any other conference. For example:
Just like any conference. There’s a bar and a pool where you can hang out and network because we all know that networking is what makes drinking and arguing over whether zombies could take out Klingons a “work-related activity” #businessexpense.
I don’t know about you, but I always imagine I’m going to have SOOOO much time to work and write after the day’s sessions are done. I pack all kinds of notebooks, books, etc. in anticipation of enormous bouts of productivity. Yet, I always seem to end up dragged (okay, so, it’s more like static cling) into shenanigans that teeter on the edge of legal. For example:
There were some good moments of inspiration and crafting breakthroughs.
I’ve also made good progress on my TBR pile.
One of the most enjoyable parts of any conference, however, is always meeting the fellow attendees and making new friends.
I also ran into an old friend, which one tends to do at these events.
Don’t forget the SWAG!
Finally, like most conferences, there’s always an element of dress-up and costuming.
In all seriousness, despite the books and notes and that my brain never shuts up with story ideas, getting away and out of the HOUSE is actually essential for creativity. No, we may not crank out two thousand words a day like we planned the day we left for the con, but that’s cool.
We gain so much more.
Friendships, XP points, and a little R&R goes a long way. Sometimes writer’s block might just be code for “Take a vaca. Like, NOW.” That vaca might be a beach or, if you are Kristen, an extra hour at the grocery store wandering the aisles in search of new GF foods.
Take a drive, a walk, or watch a movie in an actual theater. GASP! I know, movie tickets are expensive but you have my permission to sneak in your nibblies.
Thing is, a break is a break and we need to snag ’em where we find ’em!
Trust me. Your muse will thank you.
Next week, Kim Alexander will be back and actually share some useful insights about writing as opposed to this brief yet colorful order to CHILL THE HELL OUT.
And enjoy your weekend. It is an order *stern face*
Oh and while you are enjoying your weekend, give yourself an additional challenge. REST. To parlay off Kristen’s last post, Invoke the No, this is a great way to exercise that flabby or maybe even atrophied NO muscle.
Say NO to the gazillion tiny demands of others, chores you will do out of mindless habit or spineless obedience. Tasks and chores you won’t likely remember by the next week.
Meaningful NOs free up space for the YES to something fun.
Which is hard. I get it. Baby steps. Maybe you can meet Kristen at the grocery store. She finds it relaxing…whatever *rolls eyes*
In the end, when we refuse to relax and have fun and chain ourselves to the “busy”…this is what we look like.
Actual Footage of Writers Who Won’t Rest…
Anyway, it’s time for me to head out to the beach…erm…I mean, another conference session *waves*