The Great Summer Writing Retreat of 2019 continues. One hundred days of writing unedited ideas and following a prompt to its sometimes illogical conclusion. And showing up. Every. Single. Day.
Saturday, August 17, 2019
A Retreat Called Desire
This morning I woke up and discovered I was on retreat. It was a gift from a friend. I did not realize it was as over until I woke up tonight, in the middle of the night, and remembered I’d forgotten to write. Again. So I’m burning the midnight oil before going back to bed.
The Great Summer Writing Retreat of 2019 continues. One hundred days of writing unedited ideas and following a prompt to its sometimes illogical conclusion. And showing up. Every. Single. Day.
The Great Summer Writing Retreat of 2019 continues. One hundred days of writing unedited ideas and following a prompt to its sometimes illogical conclusion. And showing up. Every. Single. Day.
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