Someone asked me a few weeks ago if I intended for all my post titles to be dirty...
Honestly, not always. I admit that sometimes it can be 100% intentional shock value publicity tool. Sometimes it's a subconscious move because I'm in a "mood." And sometimes it's just you. The reader. Ya'll can be dirty too!
Today, the post title is NOT meant to be dirty at all. It's not about sex, or drugs, or robbing banks...
It's about the feeling I had yesterday when my seven year old daughter scored her first goal ever during her season opening soccer game! After the ball went in the goal she turned around to find her whole family jumping up and down like maniacs. Okay, maybe it was just me, the crazy soccer mom! (Have I become the crazy soccer mom?!)
Anyway, I wanted to run out on the field and tackle her with hugs...like this:
I didn't. Of course. Well, I did. After the game, I squeezed her so tight she begged for mercy!
The moment reminded me a lot of the time I received a phone call from my dream agent offering representation. The rush of excitement and validation was overwhelming. The possibilities of what it meant for my dreams of being a published author were exhilarating. But, alas..
WRITING IS NOT A TEAM SPORT!
I didn't have any teammates to jump on me and adorn me with excited jubilation. I had my husband, who tried to act excited, but really didn't know 100% what it meant since no actual money or book deals were involved. I called my CP's, but they live hundreds of miles away, so virtual hugging was all that went down there. I told my kids, who appeared mostly worried about the "crazy look" mommy had in her eyes, and just wanted their dinner already. Dinner schminner, kids!
The moral of this story:
- Scoring goals for the first time is awesome.
- Scoring an agent is awesome too.
GET BACK TO WORK AT SCORING AGAIN!!!
Write some more books and kick some more butts :) Am I right? What is your most recent ginormous moment?