Oh, Boy...

So the community education booklet for winter/spring showed up in the mail today. In it, in the adult class section was a one day class called 'how to get your book published'. It was $70, and you spend the day from 9:30-2:30 with some woman who is apparently an expert on the subject as she has published a book, and won an award.
I told Bob that when he gets old, he can just be a Community Ed instructor and do 'how to get a record deal'. With all of his accreditation I'm sure for $70 a pop there'd be hundreds of people wanting in.
Yeah, I think I'm in trouble....

The Uphill Battle

So, I've managed to work on writing for about 4 hours this past week. I'm proud of myself for this accomplishment, but I'm so scatterbrained, that I could only focus on one project for about an hour at a time. This means of course that I have about.... 25 projects going on right now, and I'm moving forward on two or three of them about a half a page a pop. YIKES. At this rate, it would take me like, 20 years of consistent work to get anything done. But I'm going to focus in on no more than two projects at a time, and my hope is that once I get far enough into one, I can take off on it.
This morning, Lillian took a shower with me, and looked up to me and said "Mom, when I was a grown up, I could reach all the way up to the sky!" Which of course prompted me to get out of the shower, and write about that. I wrote about 3/4 of a children's book about 'when I was a grown-up' and I think it's super cool... but what the hell am I going to do with THAT now?!!? Like I need more on my plate.
I started reading some of those how-to-publish-your-book websites today. One said 'everyone in LA has a screenplay, everyone in NY has a novel'.... while I'm sure it's true, it makes it a little disheartening for a little Minnesota mom like me with my dream. Will it ever happen? A big maybe that it won't. But my goal isn't to succeed in a famous or monetary sense. The accomplishment to me is in actually finishing the work, and handing it off to someone else to read it. Whether they will enjoy it or not.... maybe I'll just ask them not to tell me....

Happy New Year

This past decade has been referred to as The Decade From Hell for many legitimate reasons. So it was a bit rough around the edges. However, for myself, it is also considered as the decade that I got married, had my amazing daughter, and learned how to be a wife and a mother. While that sounds like a small accomplishment over an entire decade, it is my own life's work, and I'm proud of and love what I do.

I hope this coming decade will prove more fruitful to the human race at large, but also that we can all fondly remember and appreciate the years that we've spent, the lessons we've learned, and the joys we've shared. After all, no matter how those years have gone past, they are exactly that - in the past. Nobody can take back those years and relive them.



Here's to happy memories, and new beginnings.