Writing Elphie Meets the End of The World (#4)

Writing about the end of the world in the middle of a pandemic is a weird experience. It was as if I kept living and reliving the story all over again. And at some point, we were already getting out of quarantine by then, I’ve seen pale faces all around me which made me realize this is more than a picture book. This realization came while I was hiking in the woods surrounding my town. I’ve been hiking these woods for decades. I know every corner and every turn. I know where to find wild orchids that bloom in late spring, and where to find sour-sweet mulberries. For years I’ve been letting my mind roam freely while I hiked. When I get stuck in my creative process I say – I need to walk on it and literally go out for a hike. Only recently I’ve learned that there’s a specific term to describe what I was doing. It’s called Japanese forest bath, and since COVID19 stormed into our lives I’ve been bathing daily. So, here I was, breathing heavily as this steep ascend when it hit me – I must have a parent’s guide to accompany the book, and that idea charged me. I ran home. Not because I had to find a better place to hide, but because I had to share this idea with my husband. My first reader. My first critique. My first supporter. You see, my husband is a life coach. He developed so many processes for his coachees during the years, I do hope one day he’d be willing to publish a book about it. Well, luckily, he was kind enough to share the ATRIDY method, and I was amazed by the resemblance to my story. So, I wrote a short parents’ guide about dealing with children who have an apocalyptic scare. He insisted this guide should be given for free.