Three days of writing and talking and writing and eating and writing and laughing. All with other
I roomed with the fabulous Delynn Royer. We had a wonderful time talking shop and everything else under the sun.
I painted my nails- which is a well known fact that I paint them every year at the retreat and then anything else I get done is gravy. Unfortunately, the fingernail polish is all but chipped off already. It was a lovely shade of what Delynn insisted was taupe. Which I wouldn't have been able to name even if Sea Monkeys were ready to launch a deadly, soggy assault if I didn't.
So I got to put aside the huge science field day for a little while and focus on my writing again. Which was heavenly.
What constitutes paradise for you?