It’s been sadly two years since I went camping. And the last time was a shit show. But I’m finally out here once more.
I immediately felt a home when I got out there. All the bird life hanging around. The silence. So I got some writing done.
I have been wanting to write a classic slasher story for a few years now. Using the same formula as all the classic slasher movies I love. And being out here finally freed up my mind. And I’ve come up with a pretty cool idea and write the first two chapters.
I got some reading done. And finished my last book for the Royal Readathon:Epic eras (which I’ll do a wrap of later this week) and start another book chosen at random.
Just being able to take a break from all life’s distractions. Getting back to nature and resetting has really helped mentally. To be able to forest bathe, watch all the wildlife come out and say hello. And take a nice bush walk here and there. It’s been really worth it.
Been such a nice trip. I wish I could stay another day.
As Crazy As A Hare 