Your life is important to us. Please continue to hold for the next available friend.
Basically, this is what I should’ve told everyone before I crawled into my cave to obsess over finishing work recently. Here’s the thing, I love all of you. Really, I do. But I woke up one morning and realized…
“Holy shit, I’m a writer! With a deadline! And people who already ordered my book! Yea! Oh, wait, that means I actually have to finish the thing and get it ready to hit shelves then, don’t I?”
Luckily I completed the final tweaking of my manuscript yesterday. Today all I have to do is double check that page numbers fall into place, create a pdf file, and submit to the Copyright registration office. I’m guessing it will be ready to go on time but I was so freaking concerned that I pretty much fell off the planet doing only the bare minimum of keeping in touch with people. I hate to say it but I hardly remembered my own schedule the past 3-4 weeks. I found it tough keeping up with myself, so there was no way I was keeping up with you.
But now that the big deadline push is over with I can get back to –
· Chatting on the phone with friends I promised many times that I’d call but never did.
· Help my dad launch a company.
· Tag/link friends in blog posts that have been UBER generous with doing that for me lately and I’ve been a slack-ass in returning the favor (specifically I’m talking about The Pedestrian Writer, who is a hilarious & heartfelt blogger. He’s working on a novel right now about a teenager who discovers he has cancer and all the life reality that goes along with that. I seriously can’t wait to read it…no pressure my friend haha. Oh & see #5 below because I completely agree with you on the exercise thing!).
· Spread the love that my mom’s photography studio – Judi FitzPatrick Studio – is the responsible creative force behind my book cover that you see lurking over on the left sidebar. Isn’t it freaking awesome? Yes it is! Yea mum!
· Consulting with my tattoo artist – I get inked for the first time on April 17.
· Making a couple tablecloths for my SMIL that I promised I’d do weeks ago.
· Making a little something for my dear friend Ginger the Ninja (who I promised this to like a freaking age ago and feel like a total jackwagon for not getting on it quicker! Sorry my friend, next week for REAL the sewing machine is coming out!).
· Read and comment on blogs.
· Write blogs more consistently.
· Read that book. You remember the one, I was so jazzed to open it a couple weeks ago and then I kind of spent more time with my own then hers.
· Open mail (aka pay bills, make sure there’s still money in my bank account, catch up with the real estate agent about our house purchase and if its gone through, make sure to alert management that we’re so out of here).
· Do laundry.
· Attend to personal hygiene, you know, like showering more often than when I’m being forced to leave the house or have people over.
· Oh yeah, and write more so I can put stuff in my Writesy shop because clearly writing hasn’t taken over my life enough already.
Not too busy right? No, no. Not at all.
I also got tagged in a meme by Selena over at Because Motherhood Sucks what feels like 2 weeks ago. Time to follow through on this thing.
I must preface by saying I don’t pass these on or do the award thing so if you read this, are interested and want to steal it, by all means have at it. As a sign of good faith on my commitment to getting back to all things not Ripple the Twine (<-- available for pre-order now --> shameless self-promotion woo hoo!), I will now complete this meme as a way to show I really WILL get back to being everything to everyone again.
That day may not be today but “I try to be my best…”
Seven Random Things About Me
1. My favorite ice cream is mint chocolate chip.
2. I was super nostalgic for Boston on St. Patrick’s Day, more so than any other time since we’ve moved away. Which is weird because as an Irish girl I don’t think I’ve been out on Amateur Day in well over ten years. There’s just far too many morons who think that drinking excessively is what makes you Irish for a day. It doesn’t. Go home. Preferably in a cab.
3. The self-dubbed “Year of No Excuses” was not titled the year of no fear but maybe it should’ve been…I’m really looking forward to getting the book finished & out there in 2012 but I’m petrified off my fucking ass to actually have it purchased and read because then it’s all really real. But it’s exactly what I want at the same time. Through my life I’ve had, oh, I’d say about 100 different job titles, but Author is really the only one I ever wanted. I never thought I’d make it happen and that scares the begeezus out of me. For reals.
4. I actually enjoy cold & rainy days now. Because they are so few & far between it’s a welcomed respite from the perfection that is our weather most of the time here.
5. Exercise is not fun. I don’t care how many different types of activities I try to incorporate into my daily life that keep it interesting, you know, so I keep doing it for that health thing, but that does not equal fun. There’s no doubt my body feels better after I’m done, sure, but I’m not excited to go and do it.
6. I’d be more than happy to have the opportunity to take my laptop & my cell phone and live in a cottage on the coast for a month straight with absolutely no connection to the internet. Alone. Writing but not speaking with a soul unless it’s for emergencies. Such emergencies would include – calling my dealer because I ran out of weed, calling the liquor store to see if they deliver wine by the gallon, calling Dunkin Donuts to see if they deliver coffee by the truck load, calling in a food order 2-3 times per day (Because cooking? Really? No.).
7. I actually hate talking on the phone. I have no clue how I did it so much when I was a kid/teenager but now I’d so much rather text or email (or even Facebook) to keep up with people. It is so much quicker and doesn’t limit your ability to do other things. Like pee, watch a Bruins game, have your ear remain intact, etc. There are some people I have to talk to on the phone because they don’t subscribe to these other methods of communication and I get it but I hate it. There is only one person I enjoy talking on the phone with, and that person is…