Wednesday, September 30, 2009

When Ugliness Collides with Ugliness

BOOM!

Did you hear that? It was me falling on my front lawn two afternoons ago. I fell hard, and I'm not a slight woman. Story goes something like this...

An enormous tree collapsed on my front lawn. It looks as if an alien ray was shot down from above and the whole tree splayed outwards. Sort of like a a giant thumb squashed it down from above. Bizarro to see. So, I'm walking up there with my eight year old son to see the crazy site, checking it out, oooohing and aaahhhing and calculating how much it is going to cost my husband and I to have the sucker removed. I'm walking back towards my house when my left foot enters some sort of concealed animal hole.

And down I go. My right leg twists at a disturbing/non-human angle and I land in a heap. Instant, white-hot pain rips through my left ankle and right knee. I scream and I scream loud. My son is instructed through the tears and panting to go get his older brother. He dashes off. I immediately try to get my bearings. I know there is no way I will make it back up to my house - it is about 1,500 feet away from where I am. I decide to start crawling across my front lawn. Yeah, crawling.

Down come the two sons, running like their lives depended on it and I lean hard on my 127 pound, 5 foot 3 inch, twelve year old son (he's a big guy - thank god) and I somehow make it up the twenty front steps to my house. I seriously do not know how I made it up there.

I will equal the pain with labor; it was that intense and unforgiving. My husband works an hour away. My mother couldn't leave work. I had to call an ambulance.

Picture this.

Two male paramedics (they really looked like they were small/skinny high school juniors) and one small female paramedic have to get ALL of me back down those twenty steps and onto the awaiting stretcher. I closed my eyes and said about ten Hail Mary's on the journey back down. I made it onto the stretcher and off we went to the hospital; it was the first time all three of us were ever in an ambulance. One kid in the front seat and one kid in the back with me - what an adventure - what a memory.

After a six hour stint in the ER I made it back home. No brakes. One severely sprained left ankle. One sprained right ankle. One sprained right knee.



And a walker.
Yep, you read right, a walker. Check it out.





BOOM!

Friday, September 25, 2009

My 100th Post. Can't Believe It. My Fav's...

I can't believe I haven't blogged since September 10th. Life has been IN. SANE. My new job is a slew more demanding than I anticipated, but I am really liking many parts of it, especially the coaching part.

I also can't believe this is my 100th post. Wow. And then, I can't believe I'm still slogging away trying to land an agent. Wow. It seems nearly every blog I visit lately has links to friends who just landed this agent or that agent. Wow. I don't know. Each one I read is like a fist to the gut.

Boo hoo for me, right? That doesn't sound like a 100th post sort of celebration, now does it??

Anyway, I thought about having some fancy contest to celebrate my 100th post. Nah. Don't have the energy.

I thought about having some fancy giveaway. Nah. Couldn't think of anything cool to give away.

I thought about trying to find someone to interview. Nah. Don't know anyone famous. Yet.

So, I thought and I thought and then I thought some more. I came up with a celebration of sorts. Celebrating this blog and all of its previous 99 posts. I've listed my top five posts of all time in order. Some are happy, some sad, some emotional, some funny.

1. I did it...I wrote a novel
My favorite because it was my first post, about my first novel and my healing from a crap time. Plus, it is me full of hope, tons and tons of hope.

2. Life's Messages. Be Ready, I'm Going Deep Here
My second favorite because I'm all philosophical.

3. Welcome to the Funny...Laughter Anyone?
Third fav simply because I'm wearing the infamous Christmas Sweater and a Napoleon Dynomite wig in one photo. Go on, check it out. It's real funny.

4. Communication is the KEY to Life, I swear
Numero four-o because I really believe this statement, like infinity%.

5. Blen + Ding = Blending
Fifth and final fav because of the video. Gets me every time.

To anyone who reads this blog, I say thank you. A big, big thank you.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Remember My Contest? Here Are Photos of the Prizes!

Remember my first contest? Ah the newness, the virgin contest, the freshness, the first born'ness, the...oh, you remember.

But, If you don't you can click HERE for the info and HERE for the winners, so you feel like you're in the know...you know?

Well, my sister, Christina, the one who lives in Australia and just had her first (and completely perfect) first baby, Scarlett Jane, emailed me the photos of the incredible, custom made prizes she created.

She is a wonder, and a gifted/talented wonder at that. If you haven't done so, check out her site - her stuff is crazy-good. Uniquely Noted.

Here is the front & back of BPV's FIRST PRIZE, 25 custom made business cards. I know, WOW.

I smudged out his phone number and email as a courtesy.

If you haven't ever been to his blog, why, go on. Good, witty read.


And here are some photos of the runner-up prizes. She custom made Thank You note cards for all of the runners up - and I didn't even ask her to. Thanks Chrissy - U Rock.
Weronika
Sara J. Henry
sraasch
Lisa & Laura
How wildly amazing are these?

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

The Alchemist is a MUST READ for any Aspiring Writer or Human Being Who Longs...Dreams...Wishes

I have been meaning to blog about this since the end of June but summer seems to have gotten in the way.

My good friend, Margie, told me The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho is her all time favorite book. I had tried to get through one of his other books called The Witch of Portobello, but I couldn't it. And I seriously tried, for like over a year. I guess you could say I'm not a quitter, because I went back to that dang book 20+ times, trudging through, always ending up putting it back down, because I didn't like it. At all.

But no so with The Alchemist. Oh no.

This book is magical - and I don't say that lightly or flippantly. I'm completely serious. It's a fable about a shepard boy named Santiago who ends up on a whirl wind journey in a long a time. It is a simple story, an endearing simple story that continues to haunt my thoughts in my moments of quiet.

Now, for all you Naysayers and Whatever'ers and Oh-please'ers I say, read it and then go about your naysaying lives. But read it.

For all you fellow writers reaching for the elusive agent/publishing stars this book will uplift you, make you realize your dreams will come true - only if you work your tail off and NEVER, EVER, NEVER-EVER give up the dream.

One of the people Santiago encounters is an old man who calls himself The King of Salem. He tells Santiago of his Personal Legend and he goes on to say:

"It prepares your spirit and your will, because there is one great truth on this planet: whoever you are, or whatever it is that you do, when you really want something, it's because that desire originated in the soul of the universe. It's your mission on earth."

I actually put a box around this line in my book and then highlighted it and then put stars around it. It speaks to me, deeply. If you are a follower of this blog then you know what I desire...an agent, a book deal, and to see my book on a real bookshelf, and live the rest of my life as a real author. Lofty, I know, but, I figure if other writers can make that happen, well then, so can I. I'm bold in my thinking, always have been.

The other part of the book that completely fascinated me was something else The King of Salem described to Santiago. He described 'Beginner's Luck"

"It's called the principle of favorability. When you play cards the first time, you are almost sure to win. Beginner's Luck. There is a force that wants you to realize your Personal Legend; it whets your appetite with a taste of success."

Jump with me to this past June, when I read The Alchemist and I got to that quote on page 29. Chills, yelps, punches to husband's shoulder and shouting, "LISTEN TO THIS!!!!" Yes, my husband thinks I'm dramatic; what can I say? He loves me anyway.

The universe was enticing me into wanting this writing thing to work out. Sneaky universe.

Go back and think about your own quest, whatever it may be. What is that you've always wanted? How has the universe enticed you? Made you think it was going happen...quickly?

Finally, my last most favorite quote is also a perfect way to end this post. Santiago finally encounters The Alchemist and he tells him about the one thing that can prevent a person from living out their Personal Legend...can make a dream impossible to achieve...

Fear.

Kick fear to the curb dear readers, to the curb.

*each time you see The Alchemist highlighted it'll take you to a different/cool site about it :)