Honeybee, klosh, sealingwax. (I'm sure you have sent GORGIOUS letters.)
Honeybee - Name something positive you have done for yourself or someone else in the last two weeks.
The most positive thing that I've done for myself recently is to finally repaint my bedroom. The previous occupant had both the walls and ceiling a bright mid-tone blue, which made it feel like a very dark cave when combined with the poor lighting.
But I also picked up a Walking Dead colouring book for one of my best friends to send in some long overdue care packages, because it's way more fun to shop for other people than for yourself, and I like finding things that immediately make me go "Cas!" or "Katter!"
Klosh - If you could go back to any three era's what would they be?
To visit? Wander around and explore and poke my nose in where it may not belong with absolutely no lasting consequences? It's hard to choose just three, but Ancient Egypt (18th or 19th Dynasty please), Victorian London, and parts of the Biblical New Testament would be towards the top of the list for magical time travel exploration.
One of the best things about present day life is that we have all of these amazing places and periods and cultures and people to look back on and speculate about our hypothetical lives if we were born someone, somewhere, some-when else. If I were actually to live in those time periods, I wouldn't know about any of the amazing things to follow.
Sealing Wax - Have you ever received a letter or written one to someone else?
I hate to disappoint you, but I am terrible at letters. Katter will tell you that I am an awful correspondent. I have certainly written plenty of thank you notes, Christmas cards, cover letters, and business correspondence, but the process is very painful. The number of personal missives that I've sent out . . . oh, probably fewer than half a dozen total, and they all read like bulleted paragraph grocery lists. I ramble, and then I become embarrassed about the ramble and I crumple it up and start over. Or forget about it entirely.
And it's sad, because I'm a writer, and people see me writing. They know how much I love to write . . . so they buy me stationary. And journals. Beautiful stationary and journals. Oh my gosh, the sheer number of lovely books that I have filled with terrible fanfiction, songlists, and geometric ninja doodles.
On the other hand, I have a small trunk of letters that Katter has sent me, having kept every single one that she ever wrote. Katter is a devoted correspondent and deserves so much better in return.
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