The Best Thing About A Writing Retreat…

I really don’t know. Perhaps later I’ll be able to parse this experience. Is it:

• The hours spent on a fainting couch working on my latest project
• The chance to discuss craft, genre, and industry with talented colleagues at all hours of the day and night
• Listening to an impromptu parody of my novel which includes the line: “It’s my slave name, baby, but you can call me that if you want to. Kinda kinky.”
• All kinds of ungetable ARCs sprinkled about the castle like carrots on sticks
• The pots of tea
• All the book recs (I am personally recommending MY LIFE AS A RHOMBUS)
• The dramatic readings of classic works of literature
• The amazing bathtubs
• the antique beds
• the peacocks

Things I am finding less enjoyable:

• Discovering I have a major themtic error I must address