Scott and Becky go East

Going East Book Report 3 – Research

I find the process of research for each section that I write fascinating. It isn’t in any way like academic research.
Going East Book Report 2

Since the MFA focuses on 5,000 word submissions, over the last year, I had been focussing on 5,000 word chapters or sections of the book. This time, I wrote a shorter section of about 2,500 words. I found that process worked a lot better for me. It allowed me to write and edit several drafts and come to something a lot better than if I had tried to write twice as much before editing.
Going East YouTube shorts

I’ve started creating some YouTube shorts of our journey. I’m curious what you think of this method of short form storytelling? Do you find the snipits interesting?
Going East Book Report 1

I’ve been waffling – multiple times – between writing one book with the entire story, which would be longer, or writing two books – Going East across Canada: An Unconventional Bike Ride and Going East Around the World without Airplanes.
Nova Scotia winter #staycation

As the days get longer, and the weather starts to warm, I watch as friends start to think about which seeds they should be starting in preparation for the growing season. I, on the other hand, am thinking about cross-country skiing. This has been a particularly good snow year for the South Shore of Nova Scotia. We usually need to drive for hours to get to skiable snow.
Cohousing and my fantasy future

I first learned of the concept of fantasy future in a group therapy session when I was at a Commonweal Cancer Helping Program retreat. We keep in our minds a vision of our future, but that future is a fantasy. It is a future that is never going to be. One of my neighbours reminded me of this idea, when she suggested that I needed to let go of what I thought (my vision of the future) our community would be, so that I could celebrate and be happy with what our community is. I had to let go of…
The cost of a can of beans?

After several hours of pedalling in the heat of the afternoon sun, we pull into a small convenience store. We know we will be wild camping tonight, so we need to find a source of water, not just for drinking now, but also for cooking dinner tonight and wiping our sweaty bodies down before sleeping. We also hope to top up the charge on our laptop.
Standing Up

I have a knot in my stomach. I’m scared. I feel like an impostor. Will the water be too cold? Can I get back on the board in deep water? These thoughts are running through my mind as I prepare to leave.

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