I began my two-week residency at VCCA yesterday, driving over the mountain on a beautiful, sunny day. I settled into my studio in the afternoon and got some writing done in the evening after dinner.
I’ve been coming here for ten years, and although the scenery is very similar to what I have out in the Shenandoah Valley–the main difference being a view of the other side of the Blue Ridge Mountains–I’m generally more productive here than I am at home. At home, I rarely work in the evenings, but here I enjoy the couple of hours of additional writing I can get done after dinner, in addition to working all day.
I haven’t met a lot of people yet, but so far everyone is nice and interesting. I only knew two people on the roster from before–one from Sewanee and one from previous stays here at VCCA, so I’ll leave with lots of new friends.
No dramatic goals for this residency. I’m not going to finish anything. I’m hoping to at least nail down the structure for the work-in-progress, which is a blended contemporary and historical story. And I’ll also identify the areas of research I’ll need to do on my January trip to S.E. Asia.
And now: to write.