I started keeping a running journal, which, ok, I don’t just journal. It has to look like this. I have just as much fun making it pretty as I do going out for runs to write about. It’s been a good way to stay motivated and track progress. I have been having so much fun with both the running and the journaling. Wouldn’t have dreamed it possible years ago. Back then I ran, but not because I loved it. I ran because I had to do SOMETHING, and I couldn’t think of anything better to do. I never really enjoyed it. But I don’t know, something this time around has been different. It feels like play. Even though I’m still way far away from my goal of running a whole 5k, I’m having so much fun practicing anyway. There are so many other things to love about it. Who knew?
Tag: writing
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April 25
We gave this self publishing kit to Christina for her 10th birthday. She loved the idea of it so much that she was afraid to use it in case she messed it up. She wrote a bunch of stories, but none of them seemed good enough to publish. In the end, she decided to use a series of stories she wrote a few years earlier: The Collections of My Friend Zombia. She literally spent more than a year transcribing the stories onto the provided pages and then illustrating them. She finally finished it about a month ago, long after I’d given up hope that it’d ever be finished. Somehow she’d managed to hold on to all the paperwork that went along with the kit and we managed to get it sent off. It arrived today and it is really the work of a true artist. I say that as the artist’s mother, knowing full well that I am biased, but I love it. It’s a story about a girl and her zombie friend, and another friend who can’t handle the idea of being friends with a zombie, so she blows herself up at the mall in front of both of them. And they live happily ever after. Well, some of them do.
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