If you’re reading my blog now then you probably already know that I wrote a whole book this year. I’m so proud of the results but it has yet to be published. Now, I want to talk about my whole experience writing the book. It was quite beautiful because I was surrounded by trees in beautiful Winnipeg, with a whole cabin to myself. So let’s begin!
Part of this news has to come with some bad news, of course. My grandmother passed away this summer and I inherited a small cabin in the woods just a short drive away from Winnipeg. The cabin is really wonderful and renovated, but the small plot of land it came with really needed some work. The only reason I started writing a book really is because I needed something to do at night while I had no internet. I spent most of my day touching up the cabin and fixing the land around it. I just sold it for a handsome price and can’t complain.
Most of the work I did throughout the day was fixing and painting the fence, removing oil stains from the driveway, gardening and stuff like that. But there was also a lot of stuff I couldn’t do myself and had to hire experts for. For example there were several dangerous trees that needed to be cut down so I hired the best tree service Winnipeg could throw at me. It took me a while to find a good tree care company but I was satisfied by the results and it didn’t cost a fortune.
Part of the reason I came up with the premise of my book, which you can read about here, is because I was surrounded by so many trees and beautiful nature that I started to wonder what life would be like in a world suffering from post-nuclear war conditions. I became so grateful for the kind of beautiful nature landscapes we have here in Canada and the greatest theme in my book reflects how I felt staring at all the trees from my cabin window.
I thought of the song It’s a Beautiful World every time I stepped outside and between working in the garden trimming hedges and writing in the cabin creating characters my whole summer was so beautiful! I barely spoke to anyone human. I did speak to a lot of squirrels though. I actually wrote a short story about a squirrel living in a tree and it symbolized a king living in a tower, but I don’t plan to publish that one because it’s a little too cute. Well, that’s just the problem. I don’t know what it is. Maybe I’ll read it again in the future and change my mind about it or post it here. Yeah, I think that’s what I’ll do: post my short story here. I should probably edit it first though, because it’s nearly 3,000 words long and I wrote it in less than an hour.
Anyway it’s a fact that my time writing in Winnipeg over the summer of 2019 was one of the best experiences of my life and I wouldn’t trade it in for anything. I hope you enjoyed coming back for a visit and reading my little summer story. It feels good to be home again where I can talk to people instead of squirrels. I’m just sad I didn’t get to see any bears. I’m also sad that my grandparents’ old summer cabin belongs to a new owner now but there’s no way I’d have the time to upkeep the property there myself, especially with driving back and forth from Winnipeg every year. I think I made the right choice and all my friends agree. The best news is I have a good savings now to invest in my book if traditional publishing doesn’t work out. A few of my friends have made some good money doing self-publishing so they’ll teach me the ropes if I need to go that route.
That was my little summer story in Winnipeg surrounded by trees. It’s kind of funny because at night I’d play the same hard rock CD on repeat and write about mutant bears trying to break into people’s underground bases but you know how it is. The whiskey played a good role too!