December sort of disappeared in a blur of travel, holidays, and writing business–which had little to do with the actual act of writing and, in fact, conspired to prevent me from blogging as much as I’d intended. (More on that in my next post.)
I’m often concerned that if I don’t blog about something in a timely fashion, that the window of relevance (as relevant as any personal blog can be on the internet) closes and then I lose all interest in that particular post. This may be one reason why I have taken to Twitter–144 characters or less and I’ve just about said my piece and moved on; I’m busy, but not so busy that I can’t fire off a tweet or twelve a day. I’ve been keeping a list of topics though, and I will probably go ahead and post about all those things anyway as time allows, even if they seem like mostly filler.
My main reason for being incommunicado for so long probably won’t garner any sympathy either; C and I finally went on our honeymoon, to beautiful Ocho Rios, Jamaica.
Where we soon made a new friend:
My favorite part of the trip was not drowning. It’s not so much that I don’t like water, but that it doesn’t like me, at least judging by its repeated attempts to kill me over the years. C enjoyed herself scuba diving and with various water sports, and I was perfectly happy to lie by the beach with a stack of YA novels and a steady supply of island drinks. Bliss. It also was unexpectedly refreshing to be cut off from the internet for a week, like some kind of detox program. As far as I can tell, all of you got along all right without me.
In some ways, the Sandals resort we stayed at reminded me of the Village from The Prisoner crossed with Gilligan’s Island. There was even giant chess.
Other highlights included riding horses through the ocean (perilous!), climbing Dunn’s River Falls (harrowing!), and snorkeling (amazing!) along a reef on the best-named ship ever.
I finally dragged C away from the sand and surf so we could make our flight back home just in time for Christmas. Then I had a few days of work before we flew off again to Jacksonville, Fl. for our friends’ New Year’s Eve wedding. (It was a beautiful ceremony and reception with floating lanterns to send the happy couple off, a la Tangled.)
Anyway, I’m pretty much back now but preoccupied with revising Quantum Coin and spreading the word about Fair Coin and working and reading for the Andre Norton Awards and blogging here and in various other places around the internet. Stay tuned–I have a lot of catching up to do. In the meantime, here’s a bonus picture of Bach, who was clearly very happy to have us home again.
Tara
“C enjoyed herself scuba diving and with various water sports, and I was perfectly happy to lie by the beach with a stack of YA novels and a steady supply of island drinks. Bliss.”
Ah, this brings back happy memories of Andy’s and my time in Egypt–him flailing about in the surf with a heavy scuba tank and flippers, me safe on the shore with a copy of Breaking Dawn. =)
Glad you did some snorkeling, though! I’m sure there was a lot to see in that lovely clear Caribbean water.