We went to a friend’s house last weekend at Laurel Mountain Lake, near Sweetwater, Tennessee. As you see: water, sky, peace. No phone, TV or internet (and I don’t have a fancy phone so really no internet). It is astonishing how many pages a person can edit in those circumstances. Pages and pages, chapters and chapters, and still time for walks and for naps after lunch. I also planned six (6) presentations for my trip this week to Hiram College, where I graduated an unnamed number of years ago and where I’ll be delivering “yes you can” talks to young writers.
We went canoeing each day with Jesse the Dog who used to have to be hauled in but now, perhaps out of fear of being left alone, he jumped right in. Peaceful happy hours on the dock, breakfast on the dock, dinners in the near dark of the porch, more editing. One could feast on this life.
Pamela Schoenewaldt, historical novels of immigration and the search for self in new worlds: WHEN WE WERE STRANGERS, SWIMMING IN THE MOON, and UNDER THE SAME BLUE SKY (all HarperCollins).
pamelaschoenewaldt.com 
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