I didn't know writers could afford to go on vacation. They must have husbands at home, who work regular jobs. I haven't had anything that might count as a vacation in, what, 23 years, and even that was used for surgery. We went to Vienna and Salzburg in 2005, but I'd never count that as a vacation--we worked 15-18 hour days. Nope. I don't know any writers, personally, who can take vacations unless they have a spouse who has a day job. Anaïs Nin certainly had that luxury; her husband was a banker. That would do it.
Thanks to Excuse Editor for the laugh.
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That cartoon is adorable. I count my annual visit to San Francisco at Christmas as a vacation. But to linger on a beach somewhere and have cabana boys bring me drinks with little umbrellas in them... that would be wonderful. Like you, I'll have to be content to dream about it.
Someday soon, Jayne. I have no trouble imagining you in that scenario.
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