So, for me January passed in a flash. I can’t believe it’s already February! Well, I guess I’ll get started.
Bullet Journaling
The only new thing I did in my bullet journal this month was my stress tracker and Doodle-A-Day. They didn’t turn out very well because it was hard to stay caught up. Maybe I’ll do better next month.
I did my weekly log the same way I did it in December.
Goals
My goals for this month… Well, I didn’t really reach all of those. But you know what? It’s okay, because we have another month to try again. Start fresh!
My goals for this month are:
- Drink more water.
- Write more.
- Exercise more.
- Stay caught on school, bullet journaling, and devotions.
How are you going to start fresh for this month? Let me know in the comments!
Books
This month, I finished book five of The Chronicles of Narnia, and I am now in the middle of book six. I didn’t have a lot of time to read this month.
Writing
This month I got some planning done for my book and also a few chapters written. Not that much.
And now… I saved this as best for last…
My Story of the Month
Last but definitely not least… my story of the month! (I didn’t get any requests for what to call this section, so I had to come up with something… let me know in the comments if you can think of anything to call it!) My favorite story that I wrote this month was one on grief. Yes, it is sad, but it really helps you improve your writing. And, without further ado…
Tori wasn’t sure how much more she could handle. The grief was overtaking her; she couldn’t think. She swabbed at her now mascara-streamed eyelids with a tissue. She couldn’t understand what the pastor was saying- whether it was because of the sobs echoing from her aunt sitting beside her, or because she was in shock, she wasn’t sure.
Tori quickly stood up and pushed through the aisle. She rushed to the bathroom where she locked herself in the biggest stall. She leaned against the wall, sitting on the ground.
As she let her tears roll down, she allowed the memories of the two people she had been trying to forget for the past few days zoom through her mind.
The last time Tori had talked to her mom was the first flashback. She saw herself yelling at her mom and then running down the hall and slamming her bedroom door. Guilt surged through as she watched herself stick her tongue out from behind the closed door.
The next memory was when Tori had been telling her dad goodbye when he was leaving for work. She watched him wave and close the door, locking it behind him.
Sourness filled her stomach as more memories poured in, mostly she and her mom fighting. She couldn’t believe she had spent so much time fighting. And now that her mom was gone for good, she regretted it even more.
Most of her memories of her dad were of math homework. Dad had been a math and science whiz while Mom had been good in writing and grammar.
The one memory she still couldn’t allow herself to watch kept resurfacing. But she’d continue to push it away. It was the worst memory she’d ever had: the memory of the car crash. The car crash where her parents had died.
Well, that’s all I’ve got for this week. Comment and let me know of what you thought! Next week (February 7), I’ll do another post on our writing series (How to Write a Story). See you then!
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