My perfect day wouldn’t be spent at my home. In fact, it wouldn’t be spent in my town, my state or my country. My perfect day would probably be spent on a tropical island in the Caribbean in a beautiful home with lots of views facing the ocean. I would share this home with other writers because the home would be part of a writers’ retreat.
I would get up late, probably around 10 in the morning, take a long walk on the beach and then an outdoor yoga class.
After a light breakfast, I would return to my beautiful house, sit at my desk with a legal pad and pencil and write for 4 hours. Every 30 minutes I take a break and stretch and walk up and down the stairs from floor-to-floor for a little exercise. Other writers would be working in other parts of the home so I would feed off of their energy.
After my 4 hours were up, I’d have a light lunch and then take my bicycle for a long ride on the beach. Then I’d take a 30-minute nap. Afterwards I’d gather myself for “Open Mike Night,” in which we writers would congregate to give a reading on something we had written that day or previously. Dinner would follow.
Every other day the routine would be a bit different because we would attend a couple of craft classes and have lively debates on different craft issues.
My “perfect day” would be a few months long, giving me enough time to either finish a draft of my second novel, or at least getting me well on my way to finishing it.
