Just had a wonderfully productive writing weekend with two pals and EC contributors, John Yearley and David Licata. And this never would have happened were it not for John asking if it might be possible. I'm so glad he did. It's always the same with such things, isn't it? It's somehow not until you're in it, in the thick of it, that you remember just how important it is to your work.
Within minutes of our arriving at the house, I found myself a nice perch by the pool where I could sit in the warm late summer air and write a little, think a little, read a little, doze a little, rinse and repeat.
What I noticed immediately was surprising to me though it shouldn't have been.
Although John was inside the house and I was out by the pool, just the knowledge that someone else on the property was working on his stuff was a great inspiration to me in getting into my own groove.
This feels like a key to why John suggested the three of us do this and why I am convinced we should make it a regular thing. Creative energy is contagious. I'm convinced of it. If yawning can be contagious, why can't creative flow be the same?
I challenge anyone to prove me wrong.
