Luckily, all I needed was a literary threesome -- just me and Tai and Trey (who was rather grumpy about being dragged along) -- a hotel with room service, and a long weekend with nowhere to be for two solid days.
Here's the prescription that worked for me -- feel free to adapt as your own work requires.
|Location, Location, Location. I got a room with a balcony and THIS was my view to the right -- the iconic IBM Tower, one of the more easily recognizable buildings in the Atlanta Midtown skyline|
|To the left, the Coca-Cola building accented with a burnt honey sunset|
|And in front of me, the night-spangled skyline. It was like having a giant big screen TV playing my own private reality show. I half-expected to see a black Ferrari any second.|
There were also black helicopters coming and going in the dense fog. Two separate people claim to have sent them.
It was an excellent morning to open the door to the balcony, let the drizzle kick up a wet revitalizing wind, and get serious about getting to work.
Which I did. But I took a little time first to appreciate the Monet meets Las Vegas landscape.
|Isn't this gorgeous?|
|A little literary inspiration -- Pellegrino, strong coffee and cheap wine|
|A nice ergonomic work center -- can't stress how important this is|
|The ugly carpet helped for some reason -- very inspirational|
|My last morning in the ATL -- I do love this city. And I love being able to be a part of both the real city and the version that lives in my books.|