There is not much to say. I’ve used nearly all my words on the novel revision I’m working on. This week I’ve holed up at home, gifting myself with an in-house writer’s retreat for one in hopes of finally getting this story sculpted, its rough edges smoothed and all the bubbles worked out so that it won’t explode in the firing.
So, in lieu of words, here is a visual recipe for an at-home writer’s retreat: