Charlie and I are homebodies. I always preferred to stay home, even when I was a kid. There was no adventure I was offered that didn’t sound like a little slice of hell, if it involved going somewhere.

In my teen and young adult years, I enjoyed going and doing, seeing different places and meeting new people. I still like those things; I just don’t like having to leave home to do it. The day somebody invents cheap (free) virtual reality tourism, where your hologram goes to a real place in real time and interacts with real people, then you take off the headset and you’re home will be a happy day for me.

Charlie was away this past weekend, barely out of the state, with friends. It was hard on both of us. I spend the weekend away several times a year, at conventions and book fairs, but that happens so often we’re sort of used to it. He doesn’t do many overnights unless I’m with him.

I cheered myself up by eating things he doesn’t care for: eggplant, storebought chicken, super-gloppy-chocolatey sweets. By the time he got home, I was relieved to be back to our usual fare.

And of course I’m happy to have my best friend home again.

But I do miss the chocolate.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: If you could go anywhere virtually, where would you go? Would you rather have a new adventure, or relive one you had had before? Would you rather have a “canned,” scripted “adventure” or a real one, with the only danger being that nothing interesting would happen?


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I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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  1. Karen Casey Fitzjerrell

    September 18, 2013 at 8:40am

    Man, we are sooooo opposite. I’m my best when I travel. Get me away for a few days with my laptop and I can write whole chapters, ready to go with little editing. I once went on sabbatical to a remote cabin in the northern reaches of the Highland Lakes above Austin Texas. During the seven days I was there, I wrote a short story – beginning to end in one sitting. It won contests and will be the first chapter of my next novel. I couldn’t believe the story came to me so “whole.” Seems when I “leave” my comforts, I gain a better, clearer sense of purpose. Very interesting post! Thanks

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      Marian Allen

      September 18, 2013 at 9:01am

      Oh, working vacations are different, I think. I had a private retreat once (typically for me, not far from home), where I did a total read-through, continuity sweep of my SAGE trilogy. MOST productive! Vacation-vacations, though, I usually photograph and note as they’re happening, because I enjoy them much more in retrospect than I do while they’re happening. Except for the trip out west. I adored the Badlands, the prairie, and Mount Rushmore.
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  2. Jane

    September 18, 2013 at 8:54am

    I’d like an outlandish adventure, where I could fly (better, I hope, than Jane Foster did in Asgard!). 😉

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