Sunday Post #amwriting #kayaking #amjoy

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LOOKING FORWARD TO September

After last week's improv, I decided to go ahead and sign up for another round of Improv for this Friday. Wish me luck. I decided to include a snippet from a story I'm working on. I hope you enjoy


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It was a hot July day in Hudson, Wisconsin.

I had just left a comic con soiree and was feeling pretty damn brave in my Iron Man costume. I suggested that we get out on the Saint Croix. “I’ve got an inflatable,” I said.

“Doll?” My friend, Catnip, asked, looking at me sheepishly.


Little surprised Catnip, she knew me better than most and we enjoyed many adventures together. “No Catnip, an inflatable kayak,” I said.

I popped the trunk of my car, “Beep, Beep,” and proceeded to drag the yellow banana shaped kayak out to the lake. ‘Here, take this,” I said, showing Catnip the air pump.

“You know I’m already pretty pumped up.” She said, “And I don’t think Batman wants to go out on the lake.” She pointed at her costume.


“Fine,” I said, I’ll got out by myself.” I knew how to swim, at least I thought I did, there was that time I jumped in grandma’s pool without my water wings and came close to drowning, but alas I’d be able to do this.


I began chanting mantras to reassure myself “Ironman, you are a hero! You are red, you have fought mighty hard. You are goofy-Wait goofy won’t help in this situation. You are calm, a stable rock, and a great adversary. Great, I am READY!” I said.

“Just get in there Iron Man”, Catnip called, clawing at me as if she was a cat. I sighed and finished pumping up the kayak, before stooping down and kissing dry land. “It’s been real,” I said, and got in the kayak. As I began paddling out, heaving and hawing with each stride in the water, a massive yacht sailed past. “Hey young lady,” a man said loudly. 


“Ahoy there matey!” I called back, enjoying the friendly banter.


“Hook, Hook, he is the hook,” chanted a young man beside him.


“Looks like it’s time to walk the plank,” the man called before taking an anchor and throwing it into the kayak. “Pop! Sssssss,” and my kayak went sinking with me in it and I shouted, “You shall be avenged Hook,” raising my hand in despair.

CURRENTLY

Reading:The Secret Place by Tana French, Enchantment by Guy Kawaski, I Know how she Does It: How Successful Women Make the Most of their Time by Laura Vanderkam, The Power of Being Yourself by Joe Plumeri, Eleven Rings: The Soul of Success by Phil Jackson




Listening: Everything, Post Malone, including his single "Candy Paint"

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