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.
And yet…
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.
And so…
I will
expand my hobbit horizons, and of course, accumulate lots of writing material.
Because even
nonhobbity writerly types know…
It’s all
material.
Besides,
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!
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