This retreat we ended up with a group of seven. The group consisted of two previous attendees, four new people and me. We had a variety of projects as goals between us - from poems to novels to non-fiction - and came from very different employment backgrounds; all writers at various stages of their careers. But none of that mattered and there were no visible boundaries as we all sat down to work. ... we all needed a change of clothes. The rest of the time was spent at base, working away. We had lunches supplied by Phillip Island Bakery - which were delicious - and were treated to bacon and egg breakfasts and a home cooked meal by the Tropicana motel. It was bitterly cold, but perfect weather to stay indoors and write up a storm. On the Saturday night after dinner, we even had a chance to sit around next to an open fire and talk books. Does life get any better for a writer? It was a great group, great conversations and even better, we all managed to get some great words on the page.
Thanks everyone for a super weekend. Comments are closed.
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