It’s been three weeks since I’ve posted here, but I have a good excuse, I promise.
I sold the house in the Chicago suburbs (which was a six month process I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy) where I’d lived for eighteen years, where I’d had the worst of times and the best of times; where I raised two kids and three dogs; where I wrote three novels.
I arrived in Jenkintown, Pennsylvania—fifteen minutes from where I grew up—where I left twenty-six years ago at the age of twenty-six—just two weeks ago.
The house I left was about 3000 square feet. The apartment I moved into is about 800 square feet. I have taken the downsizing trend to the max (go small or go home, right?). So, while I haven’t been writing (I have been editing, my writers have not suffered!) I have been unpacking and reconnecting.
One of the many interesting things I’ve found while unpacking boxes I packed six months and many years ago, was a notebook with one scribbled page of ideas that might have more files on an old computer, or it might not. I loved what I found and maybe I’ll use the ideas somewhere else. You see, I’ve always believed in the sacred “Outtakes” file I use and suggest to my editing and book coach clients. It’s the best way for me to trick myself into thinking I’ll use what I delete. Now, I might just prove myself right.
While I’m loving writing about Grandma Boop and Hannah in The Last Bathing Beauty (you remember them, don’t you?) I’m going to save this notebook and maybe revisit Ruby, Diamond, and Pearl Bliss another time.
Here’s some of I found that I could decipher, in no order (which is the way it’s written) and with no real context, which is exactly how I found it, and how my brain works.
- My sister sat on the steps of the bridal shop in a hoop skirt wedding dress looking like a smashed cupcake.
- As her daughters, we’d have preferred a little more caring and a little less cavorting, but it made life fun.
- I knew Ruby had no intention of getting married, but what I didn’t know was that she was moving in with me. My little sister had ruined every relationship she had except the one with me.
I can imagine the whole story (not sure I remember my intentions), can’t you? But it will have to wait!
I’ll share with you soon about the big changes I’ve made to The Last Bathing Beauty…but otherwise December will be blog-lite here at Women’s Fiction Writers. We’ll kick off 2017 with a regular schedule of writing posts and author interviews.
In the meantime, we’re settling in!