Running Away

I am running away from home tomorrow. 

I am going to get up early, when it is still dark, and throw some necessary things into my car. I’ll take my Kindle, my Droid X, my laptop, the hard-copy draft of my memoir, toiletries, and a change of clothes. I won’t need much else.

I will stop for coffee before I go too far: a venti soy carmel macchiato. I will plug my Droid into the auxillery jack in my car and listen to the Pandora radio that I recently discovered. Perhaps, after a while, I will switch to the satellite radio and my favorite classical station for something different.

In time, I will turn it all off and enjoy the silence.

Road trips stimulate my brain; I find myself thinking of things I want to write about. That reminds me, I will need to take my notebook and favorite pen along too.

Solitude. It is what recharges me when I am exhausted. It is what I need right now.

I have an appointment to go to on Monday afternoon, but this trip  is also a mini writing retreat. I should arrive at my destination around lunch time tomorrow and will have lots of time to myself. I have a reservation at a nice hotel that I know has comfy beds, quiet rooms, and good writing desks.
There is a park not too far away and I may take my pen and notebook and sit by the water for a while. I may go for a walk to a special place I know of; I may take a few pictures. I know I will go to the bookstore. I will probably get a cup of coffee and spend a hour or so browsing.
Later, when it gets dark I will go to my hotel room, pull on some comfy lounging clothes, turn on my laptop and bring up the fourth draft of my memoir. I have got a flow going and it’s hard to maintain when life keeps getting in the way of writing time. This time alone will be good.
Don’t look for me at church tomorrow; don’t look for me at work on Monday. I am running away to write; I am running away to find someone I have been missing lately.


I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things and the thin places where faith intersects.
  1. This sounds just perfect! Happy writing.

  2. good for you….enjoy…

  3. Sounds devine! Enjoy the journey!

  4. Sounds wonderful. If I ever get serious about writing a book, I think I may spend some time at Susan Alberts favorite retreat down in south Texas, or in a beach house somewhere. Early morning walks on a deserted beach, steady rhythm of the crashing waves…yeah, that's the ticket!

  5. Bravo! Sounds like a perfect time. I hope you come back refreshed and with a sense of accomplishment.((hugs))

  6. Sounds so lovely! When GMR goes out of town(which is only once or twice a year dang it *laugh*) I cherish that time alone . . .

    But, I am going to do what you are doing – not sure when, but I am going to do it . . .write on my book, do nothing, eat alone, walk about . . . yes lovely

  7. Sounds AMAZING!! Of course I am biased in several ways, topping the list of course, with where you are going how could it not be wonderful?!
    ENJOY the time, as I am sure you will!!

  8. What a great thing to be able to do! I'm jealous,…smile… Come back refreshed and finding all you sought.

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