Okay, I started writing this an hour ago, but kids, Jesse, etc. keep pulling me away from it. Just like anything when you're a parent, it takes a lot of time you hadn't planned for. I just picked Ryne up from a friend's house. He spent the night, and Good Gawd....let's just say I suggested he shower as soon as we got home. If you've ever had a teenage boy, you know exactly what I'm talking about.
So, the photo above is pretty accurate. I still don't know what the hell I was thinking with this book. I guess in this case, ignorance really was bliss. I'm just finishing reading "Big Magic" by Elizabeth Gilbert, though, and she's talking me off the ledge. Yes, it's like she wrote it just for me... Holy shit, can that woman write. If I could pick five people to sit around and drink with, she'd definitely be one of them. She's so fucking smart, but she relates on every level. Anyway, I'm writing this for me, and I need to keep reminding myself of that. I get so caught up in what everyone else will think (as I do with every goddamned thing). If I knew any better, I would've just started with writing short stories or something, but I guess if I did that I wouldn't have this book (even if it isn't ready to publish), that I'm really proud of. I want to work on it today, but if I do that-it will be my entire day. I have other things I need to get done. I wish I could just say-I'm only working on this for one hour, but after that hour-nothing else will be enough to pull me away from it. And right now, I miss the characters. Yes, I know it sounds crazy, but I miss them. I have left Pandora on, when I went to pick up Ryne. When I came back, "Just the Way You Are," by Billy Joel was playing. That song, takes me to a scene in the book, that I see unfolding before my eyes. It's my very favorite scene. But they'll have to wait until next weekend (I'm telling myself this-so I don't lose myself in the book later-I'm really fighting the urge).
I was able to have a pretty lengthy visit with Sarah yesterday. I told her how so many of you have been praying for her. She wanted me to thank you all. She's working hard. I'm so proud to know her. It's a long road...so long, but as she and her husband say, she's still her same stubborn self. The other night, her dog ratted her out, as she says, when she tried to get out of bed by herself and get to the wheelchair to get ice cream in the middle of the night. Alex woke up when the dog started barking and caught her red handed. I love it! They really are the best couple. I believe it's no accident that they have the same names as the lead man and woman in my book, even though I met them long after I'd started the book. So, please continue to keep them in your prayers.
Hopefully you all are able to enjoy this Super Bowl Sunday (or 8 days to Grammys Sunday). I mean, as my friends and I were talking about this morning, at least it's socially acceptable to drink on a Sunday today. There's always that, even if you're not a football fan. So, Cheers! and Go Peyton!
Oh, and I didn't know what song I would have for today, but as luck would have it the Air Supply Pandora Gods have just spoken to me, as "Easy" just started. It is Easy Like Sunday Morning.
-Everybody wants me to be, what they want me to be-I'm not happy when I try to fake it.