A personal story about me

November 27th, 2015 No Comment yet

Instead of spending the next seven days trying to entice you to come to my reading and launch party (invite here:https://www.facebook.com/events/1079334158752638/), I’ve decided to give you a daily story. A personal story about me. Even though most of you attending, know me, it’s most likely that we haven’t spoken in over a dozen years. And those who don’t, will hopefully get a good glimpse by the end of the week.

Lets start with the basics.

This is where I live (pic 1). It’s not very pretty. On the outside. But its interior has hosted some of the best Christmas dinners, parties, BBQs, game nights, and TV series marathons.

I have a husband, his name is Vic. Some of you know him. If you don’t, just look for the tall man in the room on Saturday, silently smiling as I read, quietly cheering me on.

We met two decades ago. Our lives took us to different continents. A decade later, we set off on some epic fails, until we finally scored an epic success. We got married when I was eight months pregnant. It wasn’t a pretty wedding. I couldn’t see my feet and Vic had food poisoning.

Our honeymoon began shortly afterwards, when our son was born, and it’s continuing till this day, in the same spot, in our living room, surrounded first by breast pumps and diapers, and now Legos and monster trucks.

Lets start with the basics. 2

Somewhere around our son’s second birthday, I decided to publish my novel, which had been sitting in a pile on my desk for over two years. It was the most frightening thing I’ve ever done.

My initial book launch took place in Brooklyn New York. It was a disaster. But it taught me more about being a writer than any other ego bash I’ve ever experienced. Seven months later, I’m more confident, but still completely terrified of reading my work out loud.

I’ve chosen a chapter that will take most of you back to your childhoods, to the hallways of our schools, to the campuses where lifetime friendships were formed.

My daily life revolves around my kid. Or sometimes, it revolves around me spending time trying to figure out how to not let it revolve around him. That’s not going to well. But its not supposed to. It’s crazy how long it can take you to get accustomed to this immense change in your life. The change they tell you about, prepare you for, yet have no clue.

I leave you now, my friends. My son is asleep, the fireplace is lit, and a bottle of sauvignon is chilling in the fridge. Oh yeah, and a basketball game I need to watch just started.

Watch this space.

 

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