If I could create the perfect November, I would be in a
cabin on the outskirts of the woods, not too deep because I’m scary. The cabin would be next to a lake. There would be no distractions of any kind
and I could write without any interruptions or hindrances. The words would flow from me like the river
outside my window.
I would be able to view nature from any angle of my writing
area, which would be fitted with the best of the best technology around and my
internet would ALWAYS work. Meal time
would be great because they were prepared by a phenomenal chef would knew how
to cook the food I like, the way I like it.
No one would interrupt me.
Yaaaas! There would be no worries
of work because I’d be off for the whole month.
Lastly, there would be no illnesses from allergies,
headaches, or anything else.
WELL… back to reality. I'm going to find a cabin to write in one of these days. (Got that on my bucket list.)
