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I Wanted To Write

Dorothy Parker’s Mink Coat

I wanted

  • to write a book that would tear your insides apart with laughter, not heartbreak.
  • to write tiny bites of my life with enough humor to leave my readers with howling belly aches over exaggerated blimps and bleeps.
  • to write the best selling memoir full of wit and wisdom, one that would live on the nightstand of every parent on this earth who might need a quick dose of humor following a particularly harrowing day.
  • to write with a keen sense of humor to keep my readers turning the pages (or swiping their Kindles) to the very last word.
  • to write the takeaways that would lead to joyful resolution for all who read my words.

Meanwhile I have

  • written the necessary 90,000 words of a pitiful and shitty first draft (ala Anne Lamott), just to get over it.
  • highlighted the questionabull, deleted the distractabull, rewritten the sustainabull, and added the conceivabull.
  • hit the muddy middle and squirreled away at least sixty hours of mindless FaceBook gaming in the last thirty days.

The time has come

  • to send away the critics and bring in the clowns.
  • to let go of the past.
  • to write that final chapter.

If nothing else comes of this

  • I can say I wrote a book
  • My inner self will be sufficiently mended.
  • I can be a better person.
  • I still have a sense of humor.

BUT maybe one day I’ll sit at the Algonquin table in Dorothy Parker’s mink coat signing copies of my phenomenal book.

Read A Book Day

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What are you reading? What shall I read next?  No, don’t tell me. My TBR stack is taller than my bed; my tablet has an accumulation of at least 100 books that I have not read. Let’s not even talk about the Audible account. Fact is, I collect all these books with the best of intentions. Perhaps it’s an illness. Notice I did not say addiction. It’s healthy, isn’t it?  Read a review in the paper – buy the book. Attend a book signing – buy the book. Visit the library – buy a book from the discards. Browse a book store (if you can find one) – buy a book. Go to a writer’s conference – raid the book table. Join a writer’s group – buy all their books. They are everywhere. I can’t stop.

If it weren’t for Goodreads, I’d have no idea which ones I’ve read. Just like movies – I know I enjoyed them – especially those I rated  *****.  BUT, if you ask me what they were about, I’d get confused, mix up characters, places and books. It really doesn’t matter. I’ve never been the kind of person to join a book club and critique each chapter page by page. I’ve never been much of a reviewer either. For me reading is an escape. It’s all about being entertained, having a good laugh, guessing the outcome, and feeling good that I’m not the only one who is writing the most dysfunctional life memoir.

Now about that memoir. Yes I have a few more words, maybe even another chapter. Save room on your TBR list. It will be available soon… some day. Maybe by next September 6th when Read-A-Book-Day rolls around again.

 

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