So, for the three of you who have yet to call me crazy, today will be the day.
I have another book due in October.
I know.
I feel a little like a newly wed who announces she’s pregnant with her second baby before her second anniversary. Come to think of it I was a newly wed who was pregnant with her second child before her second anniversary.
But then I figured out how all that was happening and we celebrated our third anniversary pregnant free.
Glory be.
So, back to the book.
I have 1,432 ideas rushing through my brain, bumping into one another, and slightly stressing me out. I just can’t seem to land on a definite theme for this next book- much less a title.
I sort of toyed with the idea of writing “The experts guide to raising Hamsters.” But then when two of these precious creatures died within a month of living in my care, I started feeling a little hypocritical.
I then played around with something like “Raising kids who never get in a lick of trouble.” But then we had a slight streak of visitations with the principal that caused me to think I should shelve that idea too.
Finally, I really thought I was on to something when I started pondering, “The ultimate guide to keeping the flames of your marriage burning hotter than Hades.” Catchy, I know.
But then I heard my husband talking on his cell phone with a guy from his work the other day. He was unloading treasures he’d gotten at the Sam’s Warehouse Club when he quipped, “Yes, I think the ultimate sign of lasting love is going to the store and bringing your wife home two jumbo boxes of tampons.”
I choked. Literally. Call me high school but I hate that word. Nothing throws a cold dose of reality on hot burning flames more than the word- tampon.
So.
I’m just kinda- sorta- wondering if any of you blog readers have read anything I have written lately and thought to yourself- now that would make a good book.
Possibly--- "The Wild Emotions of a Woman" OR "One Day Completely with Jesus" ???
And I totally know it’s hard to think about me writing anything of value when we have just jumped from hamsters- to the principal’s office -to flames -to tampons.
Remember I warned you- that’s what happens when you have 1, 432 ideas dancing about your brain. On that note, I'm off to deliver a blue shirt y'all.
I have another book due in October.
I know.
I feel a little like a newly wed who announces she’s pregnant with her second baby before her second anniversary. Come to think of it I was a newly wed who was pregnant with her second child before her second anniversary.
But then I figured out how all that was happening and we celebrated our third anniversary pregnant free.
Glory be.
So, back to the book.
I have 1,432 ideas rushing through my brain, bumping into one another, and slightly stressing me out. I just can’t seem to land on a definite theme for this next book- much less a title.
I sort of toyed with the idea of writing “The experts guide to raising Hamsters.” But then when two of these precious creatures died within a month of living in my care, I started feeling a little hypocritical.
I then played around with something like “Raising kids who never get in a lick of trouble.” But then we had a slight streak of visitations with the principal that caused me to think I should shelve that idea too.
Finally, I really thought I was on to something when I started pondering, “The ultimate guide to keeping the flames of your marriage burning hotter than Hades.” Catchy, I know.
But then I heard my husband talking on his cell phone with a guy from his work the other day. He was unloading treasures he’d gotten at the Sam’s Warehouse Club when he quipped, “Yes, I think the ultimate sign of lasting love is going to the store and bringing your wife home two jumbo boxes of tampons.”
I choked. Literally. Call me high school but I hate that word. Nothing throws a cold dose of reality on hot burning flames more than the word- tampon.
So.
I’m just kinda- sorta- wondering if any of you blog readers have read anything I have written lately and thought to yourself- now that would make a good book.
Possibly--- "The Wild Emotions of a Woman" OR "One Day Completely with Jesus" ???
And I totally know it’s hard to think about me writing anything of value when we have just jumped from hamsters- to the principal’s office -to flames -to tampons.
Remember I warned you- that’s what happens when you have 1, 432 ideas dancing about your brain. On that note, I'm off to deliver a blue shirt y'all.
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