Hello Reader, This time last month, I was listening to the bells of Venice in the peculiar silence that comes with an absence of cars. Yes, we were running our ninth annual writing retreat, in the 16th century palazzo in which we gather every year. We’ve been running this retreat since 2015 and, as usual, we made an effort to provide the space and opportunity for our participants to feel their own creative surge. Somehow, the city always works its magic, as does the alchemy of a gathering of...