My editor sent me the notes on my book. This was a happy and sad moment. I wasn't sure if her having it so long was a good sign or a bad one. Just so you all know, it was a bad sign.
I think some little part of me really wanted her to say "This is the best thing I have ever read!" On one hand if she said that I could puff up my head and think "Damn I'm good", but on the other hand, if she had said that I would also think "Liar, you never read it".
This is a lot of mixed emotions here, so please stay with me...
As you may have already figured out, she did not say "This is the best thing I have ever read!"
She said, and this is a direct quote, "I was loving Rea, loving Karma, loving the story line and then--you ripped out my guts, my heart, my brain, left me on the road dead and 10 cars ran over my still barely alive remains. "
Now, in the Army I have been called a lot of names and had people who hated me. I have also faced quite a few harsh comments, but this has now become my new favorite. It has a creativity to it that you just don't really hear anymore.
Her comment made me laugh, but it also showed me that I have such a long way to go.
The writing process is such a roller coaster ride. I will admit that sometimes I want to scream "Let me off this ride before I throw up" but other times I am yelling " HELL YEAH!!!"
If you want to know how I ripped out all her organs, it was the end of my book. The end is shit so I have to re-write it.
I have to work on that...like right now. So, talk among yourselves, I'll be back later.
I know what you’re thinking. “You start a blog and then just stop? What happened?”
Well, let me start by offering you my apology, and then I’ll give you a bunch of excuses. No really, I have some great excuses, so just hear me out.
My wife is crazy. That’s my first excuse, and it is valid. She would agree too. Just to be clear she’s not kill-you-in-your-sleep-crazy, she is move-a-bookstore-fifty-feet-crazy. There is a big difference.
When she presented the idea of moving the bookstore I really didn’t think I would be as involved as I was, however, after everything got started she asked me to do more and more. It was like a Cinderella incident. I swear she was adding item on top of item to my to-do list just to keep me from the metaphorical ball. However, I got a great “dress” out of the deal.
My next excuse is my wonderful daughter. She is flying through her online school like a stingray dancing through the ocean waters. I have to stay on top of her school work to verify she is understanding it, but I have difficulty keeping up. I am like a freight train following the sting ray; I just sink. Don’t get me started on “Common Core”, talk about something that could slow down even a genius.
Finally, my favorite excuse, I decided that it would be a good idea to stop cutting a 2 by 4 mid cut, and see what it felt like going across my wrist instead. I hope you are picking up on the sarcasm, because my life rocks! It really was just an accident. Everything is reattached, and I am in the recovery process. I just wanted you all to know that I will be more vigilant with this blog, even though it takes twice as log to write it now with one hand.
Our Ice Era Chronicles in Order:
All future dates are subject to change.