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This is your brain. This is your brain on beach.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

Last weekend I went on a mini-break, as they say in London, to New Smyrna Beach. "Beach!" you cry. "You LIVE by the beach! You cad!" That's true. But New Smyrna (New Smirnoff, if you're tipsy) is on the other coast, about three hours away. The waves there are great, especially compared to the relatively waveless Gulf of Mexico. And there's something important about putting crap in the car and actually going somewhere that's not your home, even if your home is kind of like a vacation town anyway.

You hate me. OK. Anyway.

We stayed in my friend Emily's family beach house, which was amaze-face. It was not near the beach, not a mile from the beach. It was ON the beach like white on rice. Activities included this:

And this:


And this:


And this:


And this:

 And this:


What there was none of was writing. (Wow, what a miserable sentence.) Actually, although I posted that picture of majesty involving the Jackie Collins novels, there wasn't much reading, either. I basically turned my brain off, and I'm here to tell you IT IS THE WAY TO GO.

This week, having sent off my latest round of novel edits, I got to work on novel two, as yet unnamed. It felt weird to not be working on a book, and regardless of what happens to novel one, I'm going to need to write something else eventually. And here's what I've come to realize through the years about writing: IT'S SUPER FUN! I got about 2,000 words down in two days, and I'm really excited to keep going. I think I owe it all to being refreshed and doing a lot of this the weekend before:

Way. To. Go.

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