Tomorrow I begin my annual Retreat Week, during which time I go to yoga classes, frolic in the snow, read in front of the window looking out onto an alpine meadow, and eat some very fine chocolate. I don't write. I don't blog. I'll do professional reading that's been piling up and maybe some journal work. This year I'm not bringing any children's books. I do hope to play with my new iPhone, so I might do some experimental posts to my personal Facebook wall.
This year it may take a while to get into true retreat mode because Saving the Planet & Stuff's publication is coming up at the end of the month, and there's still work to do for that. I've been keeping a To Do list, and tonight I've got to bring that up to date. The idea is that if everything is written done, I can leave it here on my desk and not think about it when I should be reading the New York Times Book Review on Sunday.
A la prochaine.