Becoming One With The Animal
TODAY’S BREW: Deviled Eggs. Around the clock.
By Julie
Naturally, on the day of the Resurrection, I worked on the dirtiest book ever written about possession, THE ANIMAL. And guess what?
I FINISHED EDITING THAT BOOK AND NOW IT IS READY FOR YE OLDE AGENTE TO ENJOY.
A) Ye Olde Agente is not actually old. For the record.
B) We pray to defiled Egyptian sex gods that he actually does enjoy it.
C) I miss Trent already.
D) Now I get to write NEW THINGS.
So, today is extremely exciting for MEEEEEEEEEEEE. After a lovely Easter, I get to spend the day today with my family at the zoo, because CELEBRATION TIME and there is no better way to treat me than to bring me to the zoo then let me get a new book.
(Speaking of which, I just finished UNEARTHLY by Cynthia Hand, and you need to read this book. Looks like it would be cliche, I know but it is so good. Go do it.)
When I finished the first draft of THE ANIMAL, what feels like ten years ago, it was hard for me. (See also Breaking Up With Trent: Finishing The Animal http://wp.me/p2x7oj-kK via ). I couldn’t even listen to the song I fell in love with while writing that book because it reminded me too much of Trent.
THIS TIME I FEEL NOTHING BUT JOY.
The book is ready for the world, and I’m ready to start something new. The NEW THING is itching at my brain, and I’m dying to dive into it.
But for now, CELEBRATION. Here! Listen to the song that makes me think of Trent and now I can listen to it without crying.
Also, this is Trent. Right down to the white tee shirt because he won’t wear any other color. Not clean enough.
Trent on the inside.
Little sister, Ivy. Fearsome thing that she is.
And Candy, who I possibly love as much as Trent.
