One of the joys of the holidays is to spend time with the people you love. Unfortunately, in my case at least, the people I love live far away from where I live. This weekend’s trip, in particular, involved taking a full day car trip to visit.
Writing on the road can be a little messy, but it can be done. Provided you aren’t the type of person who gets car sick and can’t handle reading or writing on a road trip, of course. Because if you have that problem, your best bet is probably to take your ginger pill and listen to an audio book as you lean your head out the window.
But for me writing on the road is not only something I can do, but something I like to do. It fills hours of monotony quite well, and it’s very satisfying to see how my book builds.
All I do is play music in my earbuds, and type away on a full keyboard laptop, and it works. The trick is just paying attention to what you’re writing.
In other news I enjoyed my weekend stay with family a lot. I got to see my cousins who continue to grow like bean sprouts, and I could spend time with my ailing grandfather, so it was a good experience, if a little sad. Fantasy is a great way to escape from sad situations, but for now I am content with my life and my family and I will continue writing.