I’m mostly off the grid this week in my own version of a writer’s retreat in my home town. So far it’s been incredibly productive – my new book on Thomas Edison is taking shape.
I did find these stocks used by town officials to punish distracted writers.
But I’ve also found inspiration in the local wilds.
And found sustenance in the local food houses.
And checked out my old haunts. And I mean really old haunts.
Okay, it’s back to work Finished a chapter yesterday so scoping out the next tonight. Gotta keep the momentum moving forward.