-My social life suddenly turned exceedingly social
-I finished my book!!!!
-I looked for agents and didn't find any willing to take a chance on me and plunged into a tub (or ten) of ice cream and pasta. (each sold separately. Pasta ice cream? Eugh.)
-I lost my social life. I think it went into the direction of 'never to be seen again'.
- I had to walk my cat
-I had to wash my hair.....a lot.
As you can see, I was really really busy! I went to England over the winter time to visit my dear friend Anna, and wished I could have stayed longer than two weeks. But while I was there I got inspired and came back home with tea AND two new story ideas!
I think a while ago I once said that people only ever write on blogs (generally) when they're either exceedingly happy or very sad/angry/depressed. At the moment I'm the second one. Well, part of it. You see, I'm going to Ireland for A) research for my second book and B) a much needed vacation. Why the sadness/depression then?? Excellent question! And the answer is:
I don't know why.
I wish I did. How hysterical is it that I get to go to a wonderful country where I've found the answer to why I am the way I am, only to be sad right before I go. I'm sure its a compilation of many little things. In part it's worry I don't have enough money to do what I want to do while I'm in Ireland (though I'll be fine, I'm sure!).Some of it is, I think, also in relation to a friendship. Or even deeper still, the thought that maybe I've become a horrible, selfish, self centered narcissist. Really, pick any adjective that describes 'me me me' attitudes and that's what I think I'm becoming. And I don't know how to un-become it. I don't think that's a word, but I'm making it one here in this blog.
People are important to me. So are friendship. And so are the opinions of others. I know technically I shouldn't care what people thing of me--but I do. Most of the time. I don't like the thought of being 'that person who talks about themselves a lot' (although I AM on this blog talking about myself....hmm...conundrum....), as that's not who I am--at least not every day of the week. And I'm not quite sure how to get back to basics so to speak.
But enough ranting about that! I'm sure I'll figure out how to fix myself with the help of google! Google knows all! So Ireland. I'm going there. It's going to be AMAZING. It hasn't sunk in just how awesome and amazing its going to be since I'm still stressed about not having enough money. I'll probably go into the mindset that I did when I was there last time: 'You have 700 dollars for two and a half weeks. Good luck!'. I have more than 700 dollars this time around, and the exchange rate is waaaaay better than last time! But still. I have that panicky 'you don't have enough money to do this feeling'.
So. Now you know what I'm doing and you're all caught up! I bet you didn't even get a chance to finish that cup of coffee you were in the middle of drinking while reading this! Or vodka. Whichever! The point is, that was the fastest I've ever summarized seven months of my life ever, and you were all here to witness it! Congrats!
