Angelika, Augusten, Jen, and monday

Oh, y'all I am SO ready to post this morning! You know how I can tell it's time? Because I was over at Angelika's blog, picking up another triple award *ahem, I'll break here until the applause dies down!* and when I left the comment, I damn near spiel-ed off into a multi-paragraphed rant about how I refuse to capitalize the word monday anymore, because I refuse to bow down to it. Capitalization only gives monday more power than it should have. monday is an egomaniac anyway, I mean you don't see Tuesday looking for all sorts of attention now do you?

Non-writing-bloggers, this tip is for you; when you find yourself on the giving end of a several paragraph comment or review that is totally off blog post topic, THIS is when you needNeedNEED to write a post. It means that your head is full and you cannot stand not putting fingers to keyboard any longer. Just one of those useful little FYI tips I like to hand out to my fellow bloggers now and then...

I'm also over in another tabbbie clearing out the emails that accumulated from Saturday morning to today, and I'm noticing, not for the first time, that since I wrote the post about the spam-mails, I've been getting loadsLoadsLOADS of them in my inbox. Who knew spammers could give out karmic retribution?!?

Anyway, I'm going through the email, and I see that I have several good ones ~ IE: ones that I'm actually going to read, not delete, mark as spam or mark as read and then file without so much as getting past the subject line. But I don't really want to read them right now... Why? Because then they will permeate my brain and dilute my thought process and thereby my writing... which I've decided last night to take to a higher level... like an actual book level. Which, honestly, I never thought I would do.

First of all, I don't see myself as creative, and second of all, I am super-extra-lousy at dialogue... so it never occurred to me to even consider writing a book. WhoTF do I think I am anyway? I mean really, I am so NOT Anne Rice, ya know? And then I started thinking to myself, "Aria, how the hell are you going to write a book and keep up with your blog at the same time? You're going to cross over each other and repeat yourself from blog to book, and book to blog and you're not that interesting to begin with, woman!"

So, after I kicked my brain in it's negative ass, I decided that ya know what, you don't get shit if you don't even try. Kind of like me with my silly little lotto tickets. I know the odds are huge and stacked against me, but you sure won't win if you don't buy a ticket at all. So, I'm buying my writing ticket. Not that I have any idea whatsoever about publishers and agents and book tours and whatever else is involved, but, I've also come to find out that sometimes ignorance really is bliss, cause honestly, would we do some of the things we've done if we had ANY idea at the outset how friggin' hard it was going to be? Mmmm probably not. Thank you for your ignorance Amerigo Vespucci and Columbus, right?

Yeah, so I'm going for it. I read Jen Lancaster's book Such a Pretty Fat, and something clicked over in my head... I can do this, and I must do this. Don't ask me where this type of thinking really comes from. Suffice it to say that I had the same feeling when I read Augusten Burroughs' book Magical Thinking~ I started the blog right after that, and here we are these several months later. BTW, my sister is so getting my book dedication, cause she turned me on to both of these books.

So, y'all that was my big weekend revelation, kind of like the one just 3 minutes ago, where I realized that I've been misspelling AugustEn Burroughs the entire time and for someone as name-obsessed as myself, that is just Fucking WRONG, and for those of you that have seen my early listings descriptions, you'll appreciate just how wrong and on how many levels...

So, y'all how's your monday?