Yesterday I drove 774 miles with my six year old. And I’m alive enough to blog about it.
Kiddo and I have been doing road trips for years though, so I thought I knew exactly how it was going to go. I thought I knew so well in fact, that I wrote a blog post about it Thursday night that I could tweak just a little and post up last night when I got to my destination. Except I was wrong. Thank god for growth.
I assumed kiddo would sleep in because I wanted to leave early. He did.
I wanted to leave at 7AM and jokingly suggested in my blog that we would leave at 723. Frighteningly enough we did.
Then I wrote copious amounts comparing traveling with a small child to water torture. Except, it wasn’t this time. I gave kiddo a DVD player, my kindle, his tablet, a bag of snacks and an ice cooler of food and drinks and he barely said a word for 700 miles. It was glorious. I listened to a fluffy Meg Cabot audio book ( I love her ) then dove into the Murder Club, an intriguing non fiction book about detectives from various agencies coming together to solve impossible cold cases. A formal review to follow in the next week or so.
I will back up briefly and say that Thursday night my husband was like “you need a good night sleep, tomorrow will be a long day.” I agreed it was a long drive, then he said “and you’re going to Missy’s, that means a long night of drinking.” I told him they had plans and that I was just going to get there, put kiddo to bed, yoga, shower and hit the hay myself but I still accepted his offer of massage.
Turns out he was right. They bailed their plans, invited mutual friends over, and we drank and played Phase 10 til one AM. ROFL
Update for the week: 647 words on my spy novel. (19 weeks and 39, 353 words to go) I am behind. boo. and I’m traveling for the next two weeks with the kiddo. I’ll have to find a way to make it up. Although once I leave Missy’s on Monday, I’ll have some time. Going to the in-laws. They just want to see the kiddo anyway. I’ll smile, nod, and tinker on my laptop for a week.
So tell me, do you try to write while traveling or just leave it? And if you do write while traveling, how do you squeeze it in?
T.A. Henry 
when I went to AZ a week or so ago, I took my laptop… every single time I opened it up, my Mom would come in and want to chat. I wrote 0. 🙂 so good luck on the writing.
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I try to write while travelling, but I usually use it as a creative time to write special blog posts, short pieces, perhaps poetry and mostly to gather images and inspiration (which I do jot down in a notebook) to be used in future writing. Staycations, on the other hand, are usually move ahead on my work in progress time. Hope you can squeeze in some time for words.
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