Welcome to day 20 of 30 Days of Writing, a creative writing challenge that we are celebrating today because we are officially 2/3 of the way through!!! Our prompt is “Going solo”. Don’t forget to link up at the end of this post if you’ve participated in today’s challenge and remember – only 10 fun-filled days left to go!
Maybe It’s Because I’m Canadian
Have you ever looked at your wonderful family and thought to yourself “If there was a zombie apocalypse tomorrow and they all turned into the undead, I’d brain them in a heartbeat!”?
No? Just me?
I’m kidding, of course. Yes, I am. Really, I swear. Fine, don’t believe me. Whatever.
In any case, last night as I was
trying to ignore them all engaged in some creative brainstorming for this prompt, it occurred to me that I’ve never lived alone. It’s true. I moved out of my parents’ home when I was 20 years old and into an apartment with a roommate.
The roommate didn’t last long, mainly because the boyfriend who came over to help me paint ended up staying for 8 years. Once he’d gone, I had two kids and while I got the occasional weekend off, I didn’t really live alone.
Now, of course, I’ve added Jepeto and a third kid to the mix. Which means that I will only have my own place when I’m dead. Mind you, with my family, that may not take all that long.
For some reason though, last night it struck me as unusual that I’ve never been completely on my own. So to the Internet I went, to see if it was really all that odd. I came across a book that actually sounds very interesting, called “Going Solo: The Extraordinary Rise and Surprising Appeal of Living Alone”.
Surprising? Not to me.
Turns out, American singles – the people, not the cheese – are on the rise. According to Amazon’s book description:
“In 1950, only 22 percent of American adults were single. Today, more than 50 percent of American adults are single, and 31 million—roughly one out of every seven adults—live alone. People who live alone make up 28 percent of all U.S. households, which makes them more common than any other domestic unit, including the nuclear family.”
The description goes on to say the author, Eric Klinenberg, also demonstrates that most people living alone are deeply engaged in social and civic life. They exercise more, go out more and volunteer more than married folk. Klinenberg has even found evidence that people who live alone enjoy better mental health than unmarried people who live with others.
As an unmarried person who lives with others, I find that extremely hard to believe.
Yes, that was sarcasm.
I think I might end up picking up the book to read this summer. It’s a hardcover, so at the very least I could use it to whack the undead over the head during a zombie apocalypse.
No specific undead, of course. Just random zombies that happen to cross my path.
Now go! Visit the other talented bloggers who may or may not have turned into zombies during this challenge! Tell them they get 250 points if they’re still alive, 500 if they’ve become the undead!