I know it has been a while since I’ve posted here. Okay, it’s been a really, really long time…I get it. So. I will ask your permission if I can start again, you know, a do-over.
I’m leaving on Saturday for a three-week trip to England, Scotland, and Ireland. I just returned a couple days ago from a trip to Eastern Kentucky for about the same length. Actually, these two trips were coordinated to give me as much immersion into these cultures as possible.
I’ve started to write a novel. I will only say: some of it takes place in the Highlands of Scotland and the American Colonies of England. I got off to a great start in March and then hit a wall. Thus, I decided that I must have intense trips to KY and Scotland in order to get through this block. Yeah, that’s a good excuse, eh? I got the “intense trip to Kentucky” under my belt. I got so much done there. I built a new road, installed a septic system, started to build a house, and reconnected with my family and roots.
So how do I explain to myself the five nights in London on this trip, the side-trip to Dublin, and business class-nonstop, both ways between LAX and Heathrow?