I moved this summer.
Can you believe it? It took over a year to sell the house, but it happened. Praise Baby Jesus. Funny thing about selling: they want you to pack up and leave. So the next stop on the real estate train was find a house to hop into and quick.
In a subdivision not too far away (the one I had had my eye on for the past two years), the model homes were coincidentally up for sale. This is luck, I say to myself. I love model homes. They always smell like something is baking. And folks smile a lot in model homes. Everyone in my house would surely smile and bake if I lived there.
It turns out they had one of the three models left for purchase. The one that’s interior was decorated in red and black. You might take a moment to read that sentence again. (I’ll wait). I kid you not. But that’s a story for another blog. I promise.
So in the course of packing up my life to move into the red house, I saw a lot of it flash before my eyes, quite literally. It really hit home how much I’ve changed over the years from one phase of my life to another. I thought on this as I threw out the paint by numbers kits by the thousand. At what point did I think I was artistic and why?
But that experience sent me off on a tangent because I realize I’m constantly changing – hopefully growing – but changing all the same. I ran into a friend from my high school/college days at a wedding recently and she casually referred to me as a country music fanatic. I looked at her questioningly. Because I don’t really listen to country music…ever. But there had been a year or two of my life when I was obsessed with it and made a big show of it to anyone who would listen.
It makes me wonder what about myself today I will scoff at later in life. This is also the reason I don’t have any tattoos. I really don’t trust my current self not to piss off my future self. She’s intimidating and from what I’ve seen, judgmental.
So for now, I’ll just be the best me I can be. I may not like my highlights five years from now or the necklace I seem to want to wear all the time, but in the here and now, these things are me. They’re authentic.
But I like the evolution. I can’t wait to see what’s next.
- I just returned home from Dallas last week, where I had the pleasure of participating in a book signing/reading at Barnes and Noble with fellow BSB authors Carsen Taite, Rachel Spangler, and Shelley Thrasher. (Photos on Facebook). The event took place pretty much in the children’s section. Thereby, I would like to apologize to the universe for using the word “hell” during my reading. I hope the little tykes aren’t scarred for life.
- I saw the movie Moonrise Kingdom. If you’ve seen it, please tell me what you think as I cannot completely wrap my head around it. My impressions: offbeat, arty, thematic, whimsical but often farfetched (intentionally). I think I liked it. I’ll let you know when the dust settles.
- My third novel, How Sweet It Is, was accepted for publication with Bold Strokes Books. I’m excited to finish it up. Look for it in 2013!
Oh goody a new book, I will eagerly await the release of ‘How Sweet it is’.
Do you have pics of your red and black house on Facebook too?
Thanks, Devlyn! Photos on the way at some point. Lots of red. Lots of black. Lots of red and black together. I might turn into a cartoon character … but an edgy cartoon character…
Wow, you’re busy! Already a third book and I’m chomping at the bit (I’ve wanted to use that phrase for so long, thanks mom) just waiting on the second. I can’t think that far ahead, no fair sharing so soon!
No worries, anonymous, November (Heart Block’s release date) is not far away at all. And as for busy, I like having lots of projects in the mix. Keeps life interesting. I learned that from MY mom. 🙂