Are you an adventurer?
Alas, I must admit that I am not.
I mean, given the choice between camping in a snow cave and cleaning grout…
Spelunking and cleaning grout…
Or whitewater rafting and cleaning grout.
I’m going to choose the grout.
Every. Single. Time.
In the vast world of writerly types, I am as close to a card-carrying hobbit variety as you can get…
Without actually carrying a hobbit card.
Yes, I like warm fires, good books, second breakfasts, and elevensies.
Most of all, I like being home.
I am about to embark on my most adventurous summer ever!
First, I will travel to a foreign land where my communication will be limited to toddler-level sentence structures, such as “Want coffee” and “Dinner good more wine.”
Then when I've barely recovered from the jet lag coma, I have a date with the Great White North. I’m calling this one “Ten Days No Showers.” Because really, everything else (dehydrated food, bears, whatnot) is irrelevant.
I will expand my hobbit horizons, and of course, accumulate lots of writing material.
Because even nonhobbity writerly types know…
It’s all material.
H. Jackson Brown's mother was right —
"Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do.
So throw off the bowlines.
Sail away from the safe harbor.
Catch the trade winds in your sails.
Explore. Dream. Discover."
From: P.S. I Love You:
When Mom Wrote, She Always Saved the Best for Last.
PROMPT: What’s your next adventure?
Explore, Dream, Discover… and Write on!