Wreck This Journal Day of Wreckoning

Wreck This Journal Day of Wreckoning So here we are: the official last day of The Next Chapters Wreck This Journal. This is supposed to be the day of wreckoning (so puntastic!), where my journal should have been dropped, flung, walked, mailed, showered slept with, beautified, uglified just basicallywrecked. Well, I aint done yet! When I first started I wondered how I was going to stretch this out over a long month, but now I wonder if another one would even be sufficient to complete it. Ive realized, though, that it doesnt matter how long this journey takes me, as I am thoroughly enjoying the ride. Even the scary parts that force me to go outside my comfort zone even them! I can see now that its all a part of me becoming artistic in a way that I never thought I would on paper. When I take my 90-180 minutes of Me Time a week, I know that my journal will call me to come out and play. I did a lot of wrecking this week, starting with my envelope doodles ( yes, I was on the phone. It was a long call!): continuing with the one word that fuels all I do: and a night spent with the journal under my pillow. Think Ill pass the test tomorrow on out-of-the-box thinking, even though I didnt study?: and finishing first thing this morning with making my cover unique, pasting my personal Feelgood List from upupcreative to remind me what I want my days weeks to consist of. I was going to recycle the pages I had that came out in black white, because they were so uninspiring for me, but I knew they belonged here, on my journal, front center. I made a collage of them with rubber cement and filled in the black type with color: There arent words to describe how thankful I am for this experience, and sharing it with the unbelievable community of The Next Chapter, lead by the incomparable Jamie Ridler, is one of the smartest things Ive done. If anyone else isnt quite done yet, please let me know in the comments below so we can keep supporting each other through the additional August wrecking! Be proud of your messes, each and every day. I know I am!