I am getting so very close to completing my manuscript. It is completely within the realm of possibility that I will be sending it off to Chalice Press by the deadline.
This morning Marie sent me an email with a link to a cute poster that says "It always seems impossible until you are done." Ain't that the truth.
Ten more things I'm going to do, post-book, because right now that's just about all I can think about.
1. Get a massage.
2. Get another massage.
3. Get a... okay, you get the picture.
4. Organize my disaster of a closet. I'm almost exclusively wearing pregnant lady clothes these days, but I haven't cleared out the regular lady clothes yet, plus most of the maternity clothes are still in the basement, and you get the picture.
5. Replace my engagement ring. Yes, not months after Ben lost his wedding ring, my engagement ring disappeared. Luckily, it's still available from the same place we got the first one. I briefly considered getting something different - maybe a garnet instead of an amethyst, or upgrading to white gold instead of silver, but no. I really, really love the ring Ben and I picked out together, and I want the exact same one.
6. Start a writing group at church. Ooh, am I excited about this.
7. Send several hundred tardy emails and thank-you notes.
8. Take my husband out on a date. We have Groupon tickets to Too Much Light Makes the Baby Go Blind, and I want to use them.
9. Do an interview with the feminist magazine Lisa founded at Kent State; the current editor just contacted me to say that they are putting together a special 10th anniversary edition. Lisa and I had met at the literary magazine and were in a philosophy class together; she approached me to ask if I would be the assistant editor for this magazine she wanted to start. Um... yes, yes, a million times yes. We quickly became best friends and roommates, so the 10th anniversary of the magazine is also our tenth anniversary. I told her that the traditional gift is tin or aluminum; she's going to send me a tin can.
10. Did I mention I really need a massage?
I can't wait to read the book!
ReplyDeleteYour YCW sisters are a'prayin' for you.
For your massage pleasure...
ReplyDeleteWhen we lived in Chicago, I used to go down to the loop to the Chicago School of Massage Therapy. They don't advertise the prices, but they have REALLY CHEAP massages by students that are being supervised since said students aren't licensed yet. You can call them (312-753-7990) and get the prices, I'm sure they're still doing the program although I don't know how much these days. I remember an hour being like $45 or something crazy. You have to do a review of the massage afterwards and a teacher will poke their head in half-way through (though you probably will never know they've been there). The location on Walbash Ave is beautiful and has great ambiance since they moved to the new facility. Highly, highly, highly recommend the trip for some self-care time.
You can make it!!!
I'm so excited to read your book! (And I'm not a big reader :) )
ReplyDeleteTMLMTBGB is hilarious. Enjoy! Wish I could go again soon. My husband was in stitches.
ReplyDeleteLOL! Good luck to you! I just read your post to my husband...who sent his manuscript off to his publisher yesterday! His reply? A MASSAGE??? OOOOOHHHHHHH......
ReplyDeleteI have a great lead for you for a wonderful, affordable massage therapist in the western suburbs. She's amazing....just holler if this would be helpful.
ReplyDeletefirst of all- you're PREGNANT? damn, i've been living under a rock! Woohoo!
ReplyDeletesecond of all- so true "seems impossible until it's done." it will be. you're so close. hang in there.
thirdly- tmlbtbgb FABULOUS. one of my FAVORITE things about chicago. enjoy!