Serendipity is a funny old thing. Months ago, in fact quite soon after the Professional Development Residency at Varuna at which we all met, the other Darklings and I decided this whole five-degrees-of-separation thing was for the birds. We missed each other. And as much as we were enjoying our Virtual Varuna online, it wasn’t the same as working through the day before coming together at sundown, sitting around the log fire in the Blue Mountains, roasting marshmallows, sipping wine, reading our work and talking all night. No, it wasn’t the same at all. So we booked flights to our Secret Destination and started counting the days. One of the Darklings honestly started counting down when there was nothing much to get excited about, like SIXTY FIVE DAYS TO GO or something like that, you know, a decent portion of a year, but here we are now with one sleep to go. One more sleep. I can’t wait for the five of us to be together because, serendipity being what it is, it turns out we all need each other right about now.
(I’ll try and blog during our little writing retreat, but just in case it’s as productive a time for that infernal manuscript as I’m hoping it will be, I will definitely return to fill you in by next Tuesday… the 2nd of March, I think it’ll be.)