The first night we also play GIANT BOX JENGA!

I liked GIANT BOX JENGA for a couple of reasons.

  1. It didn’t involve ME actually moving one of the boxes.
  2. We didn’t have to stack our removed piece back on top. I think it was Tessa that let Court know it would be a liability.
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Court and GIANT BOX JENGA

It was a really great way to give us a little team building while also allowing us to encourage others. I found myself easily slipping back into my “camp counselor” mode. Which was kind of nice. I love camp. I love writing. I just got to combine two of my favorite things!

Which is why I started calling it MadCamp but only in my head and to myself because I didn’t want anyone to think I was weird.

I also started referring to everyone by first name only, because you know, we were all close, intimate friends now.

And like everything we did, there was a message behind GIANT BOX JENGA. In your novel, it can all fall down. But you can rebuild it.

If I’d been less tired after GIANT BOX JENGA I would have realized that this was going to be a GIANT METAPHOR for the workshop. After the game we were asked to go get a box. To decorate it, paint it, or just write on it (which is what I did because I have very little artistic talent). And throughout the workshop we were asked to add things to our boxes.

We hauled these boxes around with us for the entire workshop. I could feel myself pouring more and more of myself into this box. Writing down my struggles, my fears, my creative ideas, things that inspired me. I took notes on the box, I wrote rough ideas of mood and snippets of dialogue. And we were reminded that our box was us, but we were not our box.

It was stressed that we were not just writers. We were storytellers. That we would always have ideas. To keep working, writing, telling stories. I listened. I was grateful for the reminder that I had countless stories in me, that it was up to me to finish.

And then the last night we were taken outside and given the challenge of burning our boxes down. I’d known it was coming. But still, I found myself wishing I’d taken more pictures. What if I forgot my ideas?

And those gracious, giving authors took me by the hand and reminded me that I was a storyteller. That I would have more ideas.

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And I burned that box down.

 

PS- It’s taken me like three days to write this post. I’m missing my friends from MadCap and find it harder and harder to write down the tiniest bits about what I’ve learned.

1 Comment

  1. Box Jenga was amazing! I was so grateful of them telling us that we were storytellers, it was something I really needed to hear to push forward. Great post, Kati. I miss you and your spark!!

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