I’ve been super busy building our zompocalyptic playground — towns, forests, and farms; rivers, mountains, and valleys; main streets, back alleys, highways, train tracks, and side roads. Places to climb, places to hide, places to fortify and make a stand. There’s no limit to how much attention and polish there is to add, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
So when Emily came by and asked me to think about writing my intro, I wasn’t sure if I’d have the time to tackle it. Instead, I’d like to share some excerpts from my childhood journals with you.
Read on and you’ll see exactly why I love what I do…