And no, it’s not taking place at Broadway Tower – more of that later – but in My House!
The plan is, to go to bed early and get up early (check – was in bed at 10pm last night and got up when the alarm went off this morning at 6.30am. Ouch!).
Actually ‘got up’ is not quite true. I went downstairs, (*puzzled looks from dog*), made a cup of tea and took it back to bed, where I sat for 25 minutes, doing my Morning Pages. Oh yes, going back to bed is allowed on this writer’s retreat of mine. (I also spent 30 minutes reading ‘The Goldfinch’ which was probably a bit naughty but I couldn’t resist it. It’s so good).
Other aspects of my Writer’s Retreat = no alcohol or tele’. I think I will find that quite easy, to be honest. But we’ll see….
I suppose I should really have also banned T’Internet but that’s not possible! Plus, go swimming and, of course, try to write. Lots.
When well-meaning friends and family found out that I was going to be ‘toute seule’, (some of them) wanted to come and see me, they offered to stay over, or come out with me. It’s been difficult to fend them off. Politely. I worry that they’ll think I’m weird or rude if I say,“Erm, actually, I’m fine. And I’d like to use the time to get some writing done…?”
It’s a fine balance, I think, between being alone and enjoying your own company and being lonely, which is horrible. And actually, I’m alright, on my own. I wouldn’t want to do it for ever but for a few days, it’s OK, isn’t it?
Apparently, according to this article, if you’re comfortable being alone and don’t always hanker after company then you’re ‘smarter’ and ‘more evolved’ than many other people. So there.
Of course, I can’t just stay in, doing nothing but writing over the next few days. I have stuff to do – eg: a work meeting tomorrow – and I have Bonnie the dog to look after.
This morning we did a LONG walk up a big hill, from Broadway, which is a small town (village?) near to me, up to the tower at the top of the hill, which is the ‘second highest point in the Cotswolds’! (I told that interesting fact to someone once, in good faith and he found it hilarious…!)
I have friends coming to do this walk with me later in the week (I know, that’s a break from the ‘retreat’!) so I wanted to do a bit of a ‘recce’, so I knew where the car park was and roughly how long it will take to get from Broadway town up to the top of the hill (it’s only about an hour – if you don’t stop – but it is a pretty steep hill!). I also wanted to check how many of the 8 or so fields had sheep and lambs in them, as this obviously restricts how much the dogs can run around off the lead.
I would like to claim this 2 hour walk as an ‘Artist’s Date’ but I really can’t because, even though I wasn’t with another human, I was with the dog and I don’t think it counts! Also, I’ve been there before although I’ve never done the walk on my own. It was really busy, because it was a lovely day (after yesterday’s SNOW and HAIL!) and we met lots of other people and dogs (Minnie the Cockapoo, for example and Watson the working cocker spaniel who fell in love with Bonnie – sadly, she didn’t reciprocate his enthusiasm. She can be very cool like that with ‘boys’). People definitely talk to you more if you’re on your own.
And now we are back. The washing’s done and on the line. I’ve had lunch. I’ve done this blog post.
There is no other excuse. I have to put my bum on the seat. And start writing…