WordWranglers

I was lucky enough to be able to go on another writing retreat at the end of October. Two of my writing friends and I rented a retreat house in the country, located less than an hour outside of my city. I wish I would have thought to take a few pictures because the house and the property surrounding it was very pretty. I just have a couple of pictures from their Facebook page. After a short drive from the city, I found the place just off a gravel road. The retreat house has check-in and check-out times like a hotel. We arrived at 4pm on Monday and had to leave by noon on Thursday. In between we did a lot of writing, a lot of talking, and a lot of laughing.  It is unbelievably freeing to have nothing to do but write. There’s no laundry to do, no cats demanding to be fed, no meals to fuss over. We had to bring our own food, but we kept it simple. I brought several frozen dinners which I got very tired of very quickly, but I survived.  The house was huge. My friend was told it had been bu