It’s Sunday afternoon, the clouds are rolling in, and it’s supposed to start storming in a couple of hours. I have a salad to make, bills to pay, and about an hour left before my daughter returns from a play date with my cousin requiring my undivided attention. You know what that means: one, two, three….blog!
Okay, so that was a big lead up. Now what?
Oh, right. First off, a quick heads up about Along for the Ride, which will NOT be out in paperback this summer (I know, I know). However, we do have some kind of cool stuff going on with it. Penguin, my awesome publisher, is re-releasing the hardback with some extra bonus materials. Now, I’m not sure exactly what’s going to be there—I haven’t seen a copy yet, and in fact do not know when they will hit stores—but I have heard rumors of a playlist, and a map of Colby, the town, as well as an essay that I wrote about the book and how I spent last summer, when it came out. The essay, I have to say, was the most fun part of me, as it was the first chance I’ve had to have a kind of commentary alongside one of my books. Plus I got to write about the beach, which is pretty much my favorite place ever. So much so that we now have a countdown on a dry erase board on our fridge, keeping track of the days until we go there for the first time this year. A little over forty remain. Hooray for that!
Speaking of writing, I get asked a lot of questions about writer’s block, and feel that I never have good answers. The truth is, I get stuck a lot, and it usually means I’ve done something that didn’t belong in the story. I like to think of it like taking the wrong exit or wrong turn on a road trip. You have to go back to the last place you recognized and take another tack. Sometimes it’s bad—like, step back, and have to rewrite half the the book to fix a problem—and sometimes it’s REALLY bad, like throw out the whole book and start over. I’ve had both of those things happen. But Meg Cabot is one of the most prolific authors ever. She can’t ever get stuck right? WRONG! And she wrote this awesome blog post all about it. You can check it out here. Maybe if you’re stuck, her method is just what you need. Can’t hurt, right?
Finally, you know you’re reading too much US Weekly when you actually start worrying about celebrities. Since all the news starting breaking about Sandra Bullock and her marriage, I’ve just been SO bummed out for her. I think because she just, you know, seems like a really nice person. A good person. And you want good things for her. But then all this good stuff happens—wonderful husband! two huge movies! Oscar!—and someone pulls the rug out from under her. It’s not like she’s the first celeb to have marriage woes (hello, Elin Woods) but for some reason I just feel it more with her. Maybe it’s also because when I was in first grade, we lived in Arlington, VA for a year while my dad had a sabbatical at the Folger Shakespeare Library, and one of my best friends in the neighborhood there was a girl named Sandy. I don’t remember what she looked like, and have no pictures, but Sandra Bullock IS close to my age and grew up there. So of course, I’ve decided we were childhood friends. (How many Sandys can there be in Arlington, really?) All right, it’s a bit of a long shot. Clearly, it’s time to go back to Newsweek and the Economist, give the tabloids a break. Think I’ll do that.
I know, I know. The Economist was a bit of a stretch. Just wanted to see if you were paying attention!