In the midst of a lot of research and writing a manuscript that will deal with Oregon after the Civil War, we had made reservations to share a beach house with long time friends. We have rented this particular place four times with them.
It's hard to take a break when creative work is going well, but it was a lot of fun, lots of laughter, as well as a creative time with good conversations and food. The house we stay in sits above a private cove with a rich ocean ecosystem. Because of the rocks, the waves are always changing direction and action. Just being there recharges creative juices-- even though the book I am writing has nothing to do with the ocean.
We had some wonderful discussions on creativity, art and process, as my friend is a painter where I have had great interest in what she does and she's very encouraging of my writing. Our husbands met in college when working in a chemistry lab as freshmen. My husband I met as sophomores and I met her after she began dating him. We were in Arizona for a year with them while our husbands worked to get Master's Degrees at the UofA. After we moved back north, she and I exchanged letters as our families grew. then they moved closer and now she and I get together most frequently through the Internet.
The only possible thing I could wish for with the beach house is that it had a desk as even though I brought my laptop, when she was painting, I just watched the ocean, chatted and tried to get the perfect wave photo. If I was going to spend a week at the Coast, a desk would be on my have-to-have list.
Following are photos from along the Central Oregon Coast March 10-12th.
I have to say it's hard now to get back into my regular writing routine. My mind is flying off too many directions but I'll get it together-- soon... I hope. In the meantime, I'll try to write a few blogs ahead of time for when the story begins to flow again.