Okay, so things are a little insane here this morning, and it’s only 9:44. I’m heading out of town tomorrow, and I have errands to run, people to meet, about a million emails to respond to and—-
—it’s so not worth the high blood pressure.
*takes deep breath*
All right. That’s better.
Thanks to EVERYONE for the NYC suggestions, I have written them all down and will take them with me. Once I figure out how much time I’ll have free, I’ll see what I can do. Although shopping sounds great, I must say. (Insert I-should-go-to-a-museum guilt HERE. Oh, well.) For those of you who asked, I am not doing a reading in the city: but I am meeting with the people who Make Such Things Happen (hi, Allison!) so you never know, the fact that you showed interest for one might make it that much more possible. And since I’ve never done a reading at a New York bookstore, that would be really fun. We shall see.
Also, thanks to Carole and Brandon and everyone who came out to Central Library in Greensboro last night, it was a great event and I had a lot of fun. I also read from the new book, and I think it went over pretty well. Plus, there were great questions, both before and after the talk. I was interviewed for the paper by a local high school student, and she had some great questions. There are certain things you always get asked, like where do you get your ideas, and when did you know you were a writer, and those are great things, but it’s also nice when someone throws something at you that you haven’t answered before. This girl asked me two that really made me think: what was the most important thing I learned in high school, and what was the most important thing I learned since.
Say it with me: hmmmm.
I really did have to think on this. Finally I told her that the most important thing I learned back then was that nothing is forever: no matter how intense or terrible any given day or moment is, it will pass. So as bad as I felt when someone broke my heart, or I got in a fight with my mom or my friends, even if it felt like it would never end, and like the world WOULD end, it didn’t. Life goes on, and you get over things as much as you can. Hopefully, if you’re lucky, you learn from them too.
As far as the most important thing I’ve learned since, I said it was that what other people think of you doesn’t matter as much as you think it does. There was a time when I worried about every single perception of me, from my hair to my work to, well, everything: I felt like I lived and died by what other people thought. Now I’m beginning to see that there is no such thing as perfect, and no way to live up to everyone’s standards, especially when you have no idea what they are. One of my friends told me something the other day that just stopped me in my tracks: she said she’d just decided she was not going to waste any more energy worrying about things she didn’t know, didn’t understand, and couldn’t change. Sounds easy, right? Well, it isn’t. But once you start trying, you feel better. You do.
Okay, so as usual those are the LONGEST answers to simple questions. I need to learn to be more concise, I know. I’m working on it. Along with, um, everything else. In the meantime, I’m heading north, so I won’t be updating for a few days. Have a great rest of the week, everyone!