Novel Writing Summer Programs Novels & Stories

“That’s partnership. You need to be there for your film. We’ll make the logistics work.” The idea was both appealing and terrifying. Having her family present versus managing children at a professional event. Support versus complication. “Let me see which festivals we get into first. Then we decide logistics.” That afternoon, Charlotte came home from pre-K with information about summer camp options. The school offered a summer program three weeks in July, half-day structure, enrichment activities. “Can I go to summer camp? PLEASE? Sophie is going and Emma and Zoe and EVERYONE!” Charlotte was enthusiastic. “They do ART and SCIENCE and WATER PLAY!”

MIA’S POV. The university called it a Winter Literary Retreat. It was supposed to be five days in the mountains of Banff, Canada, to connect with nature, explore creative expression, and experience literature beyond the classroom. I’d only come because Ms Violet said attendance counted toward our final project. Otherwise, I’d have been at home, warm, sane, and far away from this mess. I shouldn’t have come on this stupid trip. Now, I was tucked in a snowstorm nobody knew when it would end. Bullshit.

"The publisher wants spring but I want summer. We're negotiating." "What's the argument for summer?" Selene asked. Elian looked up. "Summer is when people are willing to be changed by what they read," he said. "Spring is when they're cautious. Expectant. Summer they've given themselves over." He paused. "Also the light in summer is better for book covers and I have opinions about the light." Selene looked at him. "You're very specific about things that aren't writing," she said. "Everything is writing eventually," Elian said. "The specificity is research."