I love the mountains and, therefore, I have this daydream in my mind where I go to a mountain cabin for a couple weeks and do nothing but write. This is, of course, a terrible idea.
If I ever tried, I know I’d end up just like the time Rob tried it on “The Dick Van Dyke Show”. For those of you who haven’t memorized the classics, Rob goes to the mountain cabin of a friend and ends up doing everything but writing. That would be me.
On the other hand, I have thought about this one motel I drive past in Texline. Texline is the last town in Texas before you hit New Mexico in the far northwest corner of the TX panhandle. It used to be a farming town, but now it’s one of those towns that you pass through and wonder why it’s still there. Just a wide spot on the flat plains. But it does have a motel. I have no idea if it’s a nice motel. I do know it doesn’t have a pool. If I’m lucky, it won’t have wi-fi.
I don’t know if I’ll actually do it, but I keep thinking about heading over there for a few days and getting a room. No distractions. If I get hungry, I can walk to the convenience store down the street. And then come back and just write, write, WRITE! That sounds like a phenomenal idea!
Kinda doubt that it’ll happen. For one thing, even if it’s an inexpensive room by modern standards (and even if it’s open, it looked a little overgrown the last time I went by), it would still cost some money, I’m sure. Money that’s not easy to come by at this time, in this economy. And second? Even if it’s just a room with a bed and a bath like the Mayberry Hotel–and even if the TV didn’t work–I’d probably still find ways to be distracted. What I need to do is just concentrate, buckle down, do some writing, let nothing distract … hey, look! a Volkswagen!