30 Days of Development: Lindsay is writing every day for thirty days, and submitting every day for thirty days, and blogging about it every day for thirty days. Whew! Can she do it? Stay posted….
Writing: Bee play. Two more days….
Thoughts: Today was the epitome of relaxed. A relaxing night’s sleep. A relaxing morning with tea and left over pizza. A relaxing run ( no, really). And a relaxing afternoon typing out my notes, adding changes, compiling my list of changes. Very soothing (no, really).
Spent a half an hour coming up with a new name for my Has-Bees. They started out as one thing, ended up as another and now the name doesn’t fit. Got to a point where actually thinking would be an asset and stopped in a relaxing manner. Another good night’s sleep and I think I’ll be good to go. Really looking forward to tomorrow and having my butt glued to a chair all day long. Can’t wait.
Running has been a part of my life since 2002. I started out in a 30 second run, 30 second walk program and have slowly worked my way up to longer distances. There have been ups and downs, I’ve trained for three marathons and none of them turned out. Conversely, I’ll never forget the intense joy of a 30K that turned out exactly as planned, exactly perfect.
The best part of running is the realization of vision: deciding on a goal, putting the steps in place to reach that goal and achieving it. Running has taught me that anything is possible, and when the brain says otherwise…. the brain is wrong. Imagine that.
Running has had a profound effect on my writing. 2002 was the year I really started to focus on my youth writing. It was the year I decided that being a playwright was possible even when my brain said otherwise because I wasn’t following a ‘traditional’ path. Running allowed me to define the difference between the vision of becoming a playwright as opposed to the intangible dream. If ‘I” could run, couldn’t I do anything?
Just as with writing there are good running days and down right horrible days. Nothing makes you hate the world more than a sucky run. But when it’s good, when you’re breathing and moving and putting one step in front of the other; it’s wonderful. Running and writing will always be a part of me and I’ll always be grateful to both.
Submission: Stained Glass to 6 Women Play Festival.