Hey guess what. (I keep forgetting to tell you stuff here.) I finished the novel I’ve been writing since 2014. I completed the story back in November, went through it again to make sure it wasn’t glaringly error-ridden, compiled the manuscript (Scrivener users will know what that means), and then went through it one more time to fix all the typos, weird page breaks, and errant font changes. In that last pass I also found places where I had made notes to myself like “write this scene” or “this needs more.” In retrospect and impatience, I decided that scene was useless, and that this didn’t need more after all. And so on.
And then I made the whole thing into a shareable file and sent it to a developmental editor and now it’s her project and I am taking a break from it and believe me, this is the most amazing feeling. It’s kind of like the relief of finally giving birth, having that existential and physical weight removed from you after a lifetime of it being a part of you. Once you get past the birth itself, now the real work begins, but in this early period you just get to be in love with your baby for a few days/weeks/months.
Right? Haha, of course! Just let me have this for a little while.
Anyway, that is why I decided that I can call myself an author now. It’s 2021, and much stranger things have happened, so why not?
Kyle has been over my blog for years, because "it's cringey," and mom bloggers everywhere can understand this feeling. But oh, sweet, sweet vindication. Kyle has to write an autobiography for his AP European History class. He needs to cite sources. If only there was a chronology of his entire life on the internet somewhere. How you like me NOW?! … [Read More...]
It's October, 2020. I am still working on my first novel. How is it going, you ask? It's coming along slowly but surely, the same answer I have given for years. The different thing, which is a longer answer, and only interesting to writers maybe, is that I can see the slow but sure progress more clearly now, and when I say those words, "Slowly but surely," I picture the work I have done this … [Read More...]
I went to work today for the first time in 5 months and it was like I have never had a job before. Yeah so like most of the rest of the world, I left my office on March 16 and I've been working at home ever since. Most of the time I approach it like an adventure. I can work from Connecticut! The riverside! My friend's house! Anywhere! But after a while I became accustomed to the environment I … [Read More...]
I shared this with my work group last week because it's been running through my head non-stop. Most of my colleagues are much younger, so I suspect they've never been treated to JCM like this: I was shocked to see that this song debuted in 1992. (It should be noted that the only person who reacted to the share was the other Gen X-er in my group.) How sad that nothing has changed and … [Read More...]
I hardly ever blog anymore. I thought quarantine would be a great time for me to return to it as a regular thing, but I've been working harder than ever at my day job. While the activity for work is similar to before—organizing marketing and communications—the overall effect on my body and my psyche of a day spent on Zoom calls and drafting careful messaging is more pronounced. The undercurrent of … [Read More...]