I’m Going to Attempt Something No One has Done Before
I’m eating salt and vinegar chips for breakfast. The first half of the bag tasted amazing and carefree and reckless in a bad girl kind of way. The second half tastes like bloat and regret. It’s like a night of binge drinking for a fraction of the cost.
But enough about my love of bad decisions…
I’m going to write a graphic novel. It’s a dream of mine, and the time is right. I’m a stay at home mom, but my kids are not stay at home children, so I can find a couple/few hours in a day to
I have been seeing this outstanding employment counselor who has challenged me to face my fears. You know, the standard stuff like: I’m not good enough, disciplined enough, thin enough, unique enough, or aggressive enough to write and market a book. I can’t know these things until I try. I do know that if five years from now I haven’t given it a go, I will be crazy pissed at myself for not taking advantage of my situation. I imagine other people may be tempted to smack me upside the head with a copy of Marbles in My Underpants if I waste all this free time, too.
A good friend of mine once said of a mutual friend – bright, talented, young, but an avoidant procrastinator extraordinaire – “one day, instead of having great stories to tell, she’ll just have great excuses”. I do not want to be this person. Life is moving fast. I swear it was only last year I was freshly graduated and travelling the world, with a lifetime ahead of me. I’m hardly ancient now, but a major chunk of time has passed and I only left it in the next room for a minute.
I have no idea how/where to start, so I’ll just start. I don’t know what will come out. If art school was any indication, a lot of it will be crap, but when I nail it, I’ll know. Such is the creative process. Lots of chaff, only a few grains of wheat. I imagine a collection of short stories dealing with similar things I deal with here. Fighting the Dark, life as a mom to a Tasmanian devil, wife of a celebrity, step-mom, etc. I’d like to think that it will be funny-dark. We’ll see. I think this blog might be a good place to start.
I know I’ll be looking to pick the brains of others who have walked the path before me. I have had the great pleasure of meeting authors, aspiring authors, and artists here in the World of Blogcraft. I’ll be chasing after Tracy Fulks, Carrie Rubin, Wendy Reid, Sweet Mother, and David Dixon and
interrogating interviewing them. That’s the way I work…LOTS of prep before taking a project on. Le Clown knows this about me, and gives me a few days warning whenever a task needs attention. He’s perfect.
So, wish me luck. I tend to over-promise and under-deliver. Ask anyone who has heard me say “I’ll be there in 15 minutes!”. Somehow, writing it out loud makes me feel a little more accountable. But first, December and it’s madness. Oy.