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This past weekend was difficult as I realized once again that I wasn't a finalist in the Genesis contest. The wound deepened when I received my judges' scoresheets and discovered 2 out of the 3 judges just didn't 'get' the story. I won't complain about the comments, but I will say I shook my head at a couple of them. On Sat afternoon I received word that someone else had won the Duel on the Delta contest. Ugh. Very disheartening. But I'm up here at St Peter's Abbey for the Saskatchewan Romance Writer's annual retreat and my fellow writers are wonderful support. Between them and the Inkies, they pulled me out of my doldrums and rewarded me with chocolate - both in physical and virtual realities. After supper I walked the beautiful grounds taking photos and trying to shed my disappointment. Imagine my surprise, then on Sunday afternoon when I was working on my Tues history post for the Inkwell when my iPhone rang. The theme song of The Good, The Bad, a...

Today I'm showing photos and blogging about my weekend away at a writer's retreat at St. Peter's Abbey in Muenster, Sask. That's happening over at Prairie Chicks Write Romance . And don't forget about the book giveaway and Dynamite Contest I've got going on here until the end of June. :-)

You know, I loved going on the writing retreat last week and I'd like to go next year, but if you want to know what it was like when I got home after being away, check out my post at Prairie Chicks Write Romance. The mail 'Rules' feature I'm talking about is one of those things I've seen in Outlook, but didn't have time to check out. I mean, who wants to read up on rules, eh? Really. Anyway, on top of all the stuff I need to do before my daughter's graduation this Sat, now I have homework. It's okay though, even as a kid, I liked homework. :) Do you/have you ever liked homework?

I'm on a writing retreat with the Sask Rom Writers in a monastary in Muenster, SK. Days are spent in our rooms, writing. We walk about a hundred feet to the main building where we're fed 3 really good meals a day. And we socialize for a few hours in the evening. I'm working on revisions to Marry Me Ma'am. I wouldn't know I was in a monastery except for the monks walking by in their long black tunics. Have I mentioned the food is really good?

Outside my window, the trees bow and bob as if trying to shoot out the new green leaves like bullets from a Gatling gun. The air whistles as it’s forced through a crack beside the door. No matter where I go in the house, I hear the dull roar from outside, advancing and retreating in waves. When the kids opened the door to leave for school, the air filled with an earthy vegetative smell reminiscent of a forest. The normally blue sky is obscured by a mantle of clouds. Yet, I’m snug inside our little house on the prairie. :) Since Jessie has a music lesson and dental appt in the city today, I’m making an executive decision to stay in my jammies until I have to leave to pick her up from school. I can get more writing done that way, you see and read my Prairie Chick post tomorrow to see what I'm talking about. Jessie also has her final grad dress fitting today. A princess dress, bought by a father who dotes on her. In my wildest dreams I’ve never imagined such a dress on anyone other th...