I'm so sorry I disappeared and didnt' post on Friday morning.
16 days I ago, while I was sitting in The Twilight marathon, I got an email from my Publisher that said that if I wanted to do the book and have it on the shelves by Christmas - then I had until this last Friday to finish it.
90,000 words due by Nov 30th.
I only had about 7,000 in the can at that point.... but I told him I could do it.
I of course have no business writing a damn book - right? I've no 4 year degree in English with a minor in creative writing... but it's an amazing opportunity and so I agreed.
In the last 16 days, in spite of getting client jobs shot and finished (though still woefully behind there as well!!!!!) - and the kids and taking them to the movies and whatnot......
I have done it.
I wrote 110,788 words in 16 days and you know what.... they don't all suck. Really.
I actually think the book might be a little ok.
It's less 'casual' than the blog - because a blog and a book are different, but it's there.
And no matter what - I'm glad I did it.
More on that topic later.... it's now almost 5 am and I am EXHAUSTED. I wrote the last 10,000 in the last 12 hours - and my hands are actually having a hard time finding hte right keys to make this post! lololol
by the way - there is an lolololol even ONE TIME in the book. just fyi
So. Tired. Tired beyond words. I'm going to give you a teenytinynuggest of the chapter:
Polyester Bride: The Wedding
" Some people would think that that was crazy.... to marry someone so quickly, and perhaps I feel differently about that choice now, but at the time, I was incredibly proud.
He was my everything and I couldn't imagine going another day without spending every minute of it with him. I felt like I had won the lottery - that all the moments in my life had led up to that day where I stood in the arms of my soul mate - the person who got me, who made me laugh, who loved me and made my chest swell with anticipation every time he got near me. Every. Single. Time.
My Perfect Date had turned into a marriage... I was probably in shock, but mostly, I was in love. To this day, because I actually asked... he said he felt the same way.
We went that afternoon with our friends for lunch and then we headed off to the Hilton in downtown Portland. Lashla and her family had gotten us the top floor suite, complete with champagne and a whirlpool jetted tub.
It was..... perfect. The view of the city... the view of his abs... I'm not sure it could have been any better... oh wait - yeah, his best man and his girlfriend could have left our room hours sooner and without drinking all our champagne... but oh well, you get the perfect lover, you don't always get the perfect night, right?
The next morning we had to be up at 6 am to drive back to Beaverton so that he could go to a store meeting for his work: his manager wouldn't let him out of it. Looking back, he probably thought the excuse "emergency wedding" was total bullshit. Looking back.... I'm sure it says something that the first day of our marriage was spent answering to the pressure's of this big box retailer... but hindsight is always 20/20.
I walked around for days in a fog of emotion while friends planned a wedding shower and the phone rang off the hook with squeals of "are you kidding me?" and "what the hell just happened".... I was totally, completely and utterly happy. I had him.... I had found my best friend, my soul mate, my lover. I had found a safe place to put my heart, my dreams, my fears. I had found the one person who made me feel whole and safe and complete. He was better than any fairytale Prince, I had found my rock.... my El Capitan."
It's only a tiny sliver... hopefully you don't think it sucks.
Back on track tomorrow with the Blog - I promise!
Thanks for hanging in there withh me.
BTW : if you can think of any good TITLES for the book - comment below!