Tuesday, October 27, 2009

The Poetry Hop

Freckles:


It was up early the next morning and off to breakfast. Deb, once again, headed inside while I munched the scrumptious clover at the edges of the field.


After breakfast, I joined Deb inside the meeting hall and while she took notes and mapped picture book structure, I nibbled on the edges of the picture books. Who needs autographs when bunny-nibbled corners provide a longer lasting impression.


Then it was retreat time -- more writing for Deb and a restful nap for me.



After a delightful lunch back at the field, Deb returned to the meeting hall to learn more boring exciting stuff from an editor about how to reveal secrets in your novel. Meanwhile, I headed off in search of some forest secrets. I found some wild bunnies and we staged a poetry hop over the logs in the woods. I never knew there were so many words that rhymed with log -- hog, bog, polliwog...



From there it was just a hop, blink, and a thump until critique time. While Deb and some other retreaters critiqued one another's manuscripts, I curled up under a huge fern and took a little nap. Guess what I dreamed about? That big old brown bear. Hmmm, I wondered if I'd see him before we left.

15 comments:

bunnygirl said...

Sounds like a lovely time, Freckles!

Carmen C. said...

Sounds like you had quite the adventure, and nibbling on book corners sounds like a wonderfully fun time:)

d. moll, l.ac. said...

Who took the pictures? Freckles or Deb?

Hef's Mom said...

It sounds like a very nice retreat, Hef and I just might have to go sometime.

Fez and the Gang said...

I hope you don't see him when you wake up from your nap!

What about... flog, jog, cog, dog....

The Meezers said...

sounds like a WONDERFUL time!

Mary K. Whittington said...

Dear Freckles,

My name is Bartok (I'm a Tiger), and one of my friends who came with me to the Silver Falls Retreat this year was Shoe Polish (he's a Kiwi). We usually go to Silver Falls with our friend, Mary. This year, she invited Owl to come along, too. Owl says he met everybody at the workshop Mary gave on The Last Morning. Shoe Polish and I stayed on Mary's pillow when she wasn't there. We talked a lot about the novel we're collaborating on during the National Novel Writing Month this coming November. Nice to meet you, Freckles!

Bartok (the Tiger)

Crafty Green Poet said...

oh freckles, looks like you had a real adventure, it must have been really fun to have a poetry hop with the wild bunnies!

furrybutts said...

Ooh, lucky you!! Sounds like you're having a wonderful retreat!! I'd love a retreat right now, work has been killing me!!

Asta said...

Fweckles
I would love my book edges nibbled on by you..I think it would be something to tweasoowe, but I'm glad you awe finding lots of yummie leafy gweens to nibble too..sounds lovely..Deb's adventoowes don't sound bad, but I am vewy intewested in the poetwy hop in the woods..now that is twooly fun
smoochie kisses
ASTA

The Bunns said...

You gonna take all November to tell this story, Frecs???

Say - you aren't planning on doing NaNoWriMo are you???? A Bear story? Whoa .............

Kim Kasch said...

Ohhhhhhhh I love retreats and walks in the woods :)

Deb Shucka said...

Who knew you were such an adventurous soul, Freckles? And a literary one at that. Poetry hopping sounds like a lot of fun.

The Furry Kids said...

Bunny-nibbled pages are way better than autographs!

Michelle (Shell) May said...

What a great adventure Freckles. I can hardly wait to hear about the bear!
bunny hugs,
shell