Click #1

Hello. Just reaching out into the mist of the internet with a new blog. I have talked myself into and out of making this blog over the last few weeks. I have decided to quiet the voices in my head that say:

1. No one cares!
2. You are bad at keeping up with blogging!
3. What you are going to write will be dumb!


I have decided instead to listen to these voices:

1. You had an idea so let it be born
2. You love writing
3. In the big scheme of the world and all of the tragedies lately, it's totally no big deal

I plan to post an entry every week trying to articulate something new that I have figured out that week. It doesn't have to be life-changing, it could be something like, "it's actually easy to make a quiche." Just something that clicked that week. At the end of the year, I will have 52 new clicks.

I'm a writer (obviously), but no, I mean not a writer who writes blogs, a writer who aspires to write professionally, who sort of semi-writes professionally. Okay. I guess that's the same thing as a writer who writes blogs! I adore children's literature and write middle grade fiction.

Click #1:
Me: "I'd like a book of stamps, please."
Post Office Lady: "We're out of stamps."
Me: (pause) But this is the post office.
Post Office Lady: (pause) What do you want me to tell you? We ordered some more, but I don't know when they're coming in."

Okay. Our post office in Brooklyn is THE WORST one ever. Have you ever seen this YouTube video? That is OUR POST OFFICE. Of all of the zip codes in the United States, THAT is the post office that I go to when I need stamps or need to mail or pick up a package. EVERYONE in there is in a bad mood. The staff, the customers. Babies in strollers in line with their moms.

Anyway, I stood in line today to get stamps because the stamp machine was broken (of course). But I thought, hey, I'm only getting stamps. What could go wrong? I'm not picking up a package or mailing anything or needing anything other than what the post office is all about: 20 lil' ole' stamps. But I guess I forgot where I was! My click is that NO MATTER WHAT, things don't always turn out the way that I expect them to. Even in the most sure-fire, failsafe circumstances, LIFE WILL SURPRISE ME.

I am going to be 40 this October (does that make this blog a cliche?) and I thought that life would have gotten a little smoother by now. Not even necessarily easier, just less bumpy. I recently lost my literary agent because she said that my latest novel was too quiet. But I had planned on her loving it and being able to sell it right away, unlike my previous novel! I had planned on this being the year that I would sign another book contract! Maybe a couple of them!

Well, we'll see. I am looking forward to clicking all year long.

The photo is a pie that I baked and ate most of. Peace.