My family went on a ski vacation in February to Sugar Mountain, North Carolina. It was beautiful and, after the first day, pleasant enough to enjoy. However, since I was trying to finish edits on my first novel, tentatively titled Echo, most of my vacation was spent working on tightening and clarifying long, descriptive chapters.
I went out during the days with my family—sledding, tubing, shopping—but in the evenings after dinner, I crawled up to the loft and worked on my novel. The peacefulness of that little space made up for the steep climb I had to make up a rickety ladder. I disappeared so often and for so long that my brother-in-law thought I had brought school papers that I was working on. My sister-in-law had to explain that I was working on a book I was writing. And she complimented me by telling him that the first chapter (which the original opening can be found on this site) was really good!
I guess I have moved into the realm of a real writer when I take my computer with me to write or edit while riding six, eight, or ten hours to get to our vacation destination. Though I did work a lot while on my trip, I also spent some quality time with my family. See? Pictures!