First and foremost, I am a girl who builds things. Sometimes those things are in houses, or, when I’ve had a fantastically long streak of hoarding farm animals, those things are fences. Lots and lots of fences.
But this time every year, as the light fades and I find myself spending more and more time indoors, my projects change.
Instead of building garden beds and chicken coops, I spend time at my workbench taking pen to paper. And let’s be honest… I’m way better at taking a hammer to a nail, but that doesn’t mean I don’t enjoy challenging myself to a few scribbles. (See also: 101 Journal Prompts for 2013.)
When I opened my sketchbook after a long summer hiatus, this is what I saw…
The truth is, I’m not an artist and I don’t want to be. But that doesn’t stop me from picking up a pencil every once in a while, to tell a story…
It’s actually really, really hard for me.
But that doesn’t mean that I can’t write something that isn’t a blog post…
Sometimes I wonder if the worst thing I was ever taught as kid was how to color inside the lines, because once you become an adult… it’s so hard not too.
Try scribbling once. The most difficult part is to see things outside of the “lines”… but you learn something every time you try.
If you’re feeling a little down with the Dark Days this week, here’s my challenge: do something you wouldn’t usually do, something you might not think you’re good at, and try to find a little joy in it.
Personally, I’m challenging myself to tell stories with something other than words… It’s not easy, but it reminds me that there are so many ways to do things that are outside of my comfort zone, and it never hurts to do something just a little different.