Day 302. Part Two

Yesterday I took my cue from a “daily prompt” and talked about getting lost in the zone while doing simple daily activities.  I talked about washing dishes, and how alonewater always causes me to zone out.

Truth is, it’s not just water that does it to me.  But my story turned out to be longer than I originally intended and I didn’t want to take too much of your time.  So I decided I’d write the rest of the story today.

When my writing is going well which, thankfully, it usually does, I get totally caught up in it.  And it’s not a new phenomenon.  It didn’t just start when I began freelancing.  It was the same when I went to an agency every day and worked full time.

Even when I was a partner in a start up and we had an open concept office — none of us had private offices — Continue reading

Day 301. Another World

Yesterday’s WordPress Daily Prompt, about getting lost in simple activities and what’s it’s like to be in “the zone“,  took me back a lot of years.  As soon as I read it, I was instantly transported back to Montreal, to the days I worked with waterthe Canadian fashion designer, Leo Chevalier.

He and his wife had a country house; and, not long after they bought it, they invited me to go for a weekend.  We had known each other for many years.  Long before I handled his advertising and P.R., and we’d become good friends.

It was a lovely house, in a valley, about an hour and a half from the city.  It wasn’t big, but it was extremely well designed.  While it was very cozy and well-appointed, it was not a luxurious country manor.  It was simple and comfortable.

The main floor was all open concept, with huge windows and an enormous fireplace in the centre of the room.  Upstairs there were three bedrooms and an absolutely fabulous bathroom with a huge soaking tub.  I’ve never seen a tub quite that deep before.  It literally took twenty minutes to fill.  There was a very large skylight right over it, and I loved to bathe in the tub at night and look at the moon and the stars.

If it hadn’t been the only bathroom in the place, I would have stayed in there for hours.

On this particular weekend, it was just the three of us who were there.  We arrived at around 5:00; and while Leo was Continue reading