The Las Vegas Visitors Bureau has been running commercials lately exhorting us to Take Back Your Summer. Who am I to argue?
In January I encouraged you to allow yourselves a day off. Now I’m prepared to go you one better: Take a vacation! I am.
And that’s why this week’s post is so short. We’re leaving for the airport, my wife and I, very early this morning, hence a much earlier-than-normal post from out here in Pacific Time. Tomorrow, we will have been married twenty years. That sounded like a perfectly reasonable excuse for four sun-filled days and three star-filled nights in Sin City. And it’s kinda off-season for them, I guess. We got married in the summer, which means we get to enjoy Vegas at its triple-digit hottest, but that’s fine. It does mean it was cheap as all get out.
While we’re there, we’re going to do our best to leave our responsibilities behind. I won’t kid myself, of course. I will read emails as they vibrate through on my cell phone. And as an author my creative mind is never turned off. I’ll absorb the people and sights around me to be reprocessed and spat back out in fictional form sometime in the future. But I deserve four days off, and so does my wife of twenty years. And so do you.
Where are you going this summer?
AND THIS JUST IN: I will be joining Susan Morris and Erin Evans for a panel on villains at PAX here in Seattle next month! Join us!