I don’t want to focus on how much writing I haven’t done since June. Let’s talk about those in need. I’m on my way tonight to Ajijic, Jalisco State, Mexico for two months of self-guided writing, Spanish classes, strolling along the hellishly uneven cobbled streets, sitting under giant shade trees staring at the sparkling waters of Lake Chapala or staring at my screen and absorbing the sunshine of my outdoor office. There is so much to like here. A huge population of retired Canadians or folks here for long stays over the winter. Some ex-pat ‘residents’ moved from Ontario, Manitoba, or B.C. decades ago and don’t regret it. If you had asked me five years ago if I would consider a long stay in…
