storytelling

When my grandson comes to visit and we do road trips, we play a game in the car. One person will start a story like, “Once upon a time, there was a little boy with red hair and freckles...”

Then the next person adds a little more, etc., etc. Sometimes the stories go on for 30 minutes or more.

All of our stories finally get to the point where you either can’t figure out where to go next or you are just sick and tired of playing the game.

At that point, someone (usually my husband) will say “…and the car went over the cliff and there was a 60 foot fireball. The end.”

Or

“…they were hit by lightning and there was a 60 foot fireball. The end.”

There is always a 60 foot fireball.

So in order to help me with my storytelling skills, I’ve signed up for Sketchbook Skool. I’ve been reading so many good things about these courses so I HAD to give it a try.

The next session starts October 3 with the theme – Storytelling.

I’ve been so giddy about it. Like a kindergartner…that kind of excitement!

I went through all my usual suspects of sketchbooks. I want to start skool with a fresh book, you know.

Some sketchbooks are good for pen but not watercolor. Others are the right size but wrong media. Whatever.

So… I ended up making my own out of inexpensive watercolor paper. It’s not hard.

Needle. Heavy thread. An awl to poke some holes. Several episodes of Breaking Bad on Netflix and voila…you have sketchbooks. Or at least sections of sketchbooks. (See Lily in the background..she's such a good helper!)

I’ve made my own before. It’s nice to bind them all later into one big book. But for now, they are just the right size and paper weight to be portable.

I am so ready for October to get here (and then there was a 60 foot fireball. The end.)