My Nephew & Sister Questing in the Mountains; Making Their Own Adventure and Writing Their Own Story!

I was tickled pink to learn my sister and nephew got lost on a mountain adventure with their Sara Fay and the Elementals Quest Journal. My sister initiated the quest by asking my five-year-old nephew if he wanted to draw any of the plants he saw. After completing his first drawing, he saw opportunities everywhere.

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He drew plants, flowers, and trees and then excitedly proposed they write their own story. At times, he would narrate, at others, my sister would narrate. In their story, they went camping, roasted marshmallows, ate hot dogs, hiked through trails and then…

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They saw a real-life moose on the trail! What a perfect addition to their story and chance to practice illustrating.

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“Then we saw a moose and it came right on the trail and we ran for our lives.”

Wishing you many fun adventures in The Kingdoms with Sara Fay and the Elementals.

Sincerely,

Sara

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Having a Creative Block? Ask the Elementals for help.

Having a Creative Block? Ask the Elementals for help. They are invaluable companions when it comes to completing a creative project.

Today the mountains beckoned and I gleefully heeded their calling. A mix between a giggle and a yippee erupted from my throat as I drove up the sunny, snow covered canyon.

As I tromped through the knee high snow with camera in hand, I asked the Elementals for inspiration in writing my second book in the Sara Fay and the Elementals series. I wanted guidance in making the paragraphs flow while conveying the concepts in a way children will understand. We are all born knowing these conceptsĀ but as we get older we tend to forget. Subtle beings, like Elementals, will not just tell you what you want to know. As human beings endowed with free will, we must ask. I listened for awhile and enjoyed snapping a few photos.

On my way down the last little slope before my car, I was playing with some stanzas in my head. Something seemed to click and I ran the last few steps to the bottom of the hill, post-holing as I went. I felt filled with joy and inspiration as I headed back to my car to write down the words that had entered my thoughts.

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