I will be absent from the blogosphere for the next three days. (Try to refrain from sobbing for too long.) A friend and I go to Conception Abbey every year for a writing retreat. It's run by Benedictine monks and is located in northern Missouri.
Three days without television or internet. Three days without distractions. Three days of quiet.
I am working on a longish piece and will be sharing it with a critique group at the retreat. Although it's not finished, this will be the first chance for someone to say, "It's a steaming pile of poop." (If they do think it's crappy, I hope they see something redeeming in it so I can salvage something.)
What is your favorite place to write/think/de-stress?
And please, check my guest post out on The Muffin. After reading it, you might revel in your rejection...
The Pyrenees---Southern France
Thursday, June 6, 2013
Monday, June 3, 2013
Our part of St. Louis lost power on Friday evening, a little before nine. Tonight (Monday), a few minutes after nine, we regained power. Many people had a great deal of property damage; thankfully, I don't think a life was lost because of these tornadoes that dropped in for a visit. I figure, houses and cars can be replaced; loved ones can't.
On Thursday I went to see Khaled Hosseini, the author of The Kite Runner and A Thousand Splendid Suns and now his most recent novel, And the Mountains Echoed. His second book, Suns, is one of my all-time favorite books.
|This is Khaled Hosseini signing his book.|
He gave the audience some helpful hints. If you want to be a three-time best-selling author like he is, do this:
- become a political refugee
- come to a country where you don't know anyone
- learn a foreign language
- get into a profession (like medicine) that takes 10 years of school (Hosseini is a doctor and has lived in the U.S. since 1980) and then work on writing a book
"I take my kids to school, I sit at my computer and hope something happens." (That's what all writers do...we hope something magical happens...)
The woman who interviewed him asked a few silly questions. One of them was, "Why don't your stories have happy endings?" He responded as kindly as he could.
I finished the book this morning. (I read it by flashlight for the past couple of nights.) It did not disappoint...