MY DEAR, DEAR READERS: I FEEL SO FAR AWAY FROM YOU.
THIS CHASM BETWEEN US IS SO OVERWHELMING THAT I HAVE TO SHOUT WITH ALL CAPITAL LETTERS.
I MISS YOU ALL.
Okay, time to talk normally again. Try not to fall into that chasm as you lean forward to hear closer.
I’ve been training at a summer camp in North Carolina these last 2 weeks. Camp officially starts this week, and I’m sure I’ll have tons of blog-worthy stories to share soon enough. I hope you’ve been enjoying Wandering Wednesday: Guest Post Edition in my absence. Got some more fantastic guesters on the way this summer!
The main purpose of this post, other than to inform y’all that I am indeed still alive, is to encourage you to write me a letter at camp! There are several reasons you should do this:
1) I will love you more than eating chili cheese Fritos at a Phillies game while journaling while performing FOIL with a pair of binomial expressions.
2) It will surely bring joy and encouragement to my long, wearying days at summer camp.
3) You could totally get a shout-out on my blog.
As if being declared greater than chili cheese Fritos weren’t enough, right? If you care to write, here’s my address until the beginning of August:
P.O. Box 279
Ridgecrest, NC 28770
Would totally love to see a letter from you in my cubbyhole this summer. Would rawk the sawks off my probably already sawk-less, flip-flop-laden feet.Wanna wander further? Follow me on Twitter and join my mailing list for a free 5-chapter excerpt of STRUGGLE CENTRAL, my first book, now available in paperback.