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Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Beveled without a Cause


It's 11:06 on a Tuesday morning, and I really want to pop open a bottle of champagne. This is inconvenient, since everyone I care about is at work or otherwise unavailable to share in my celebration, including Toasty, the boyfriend. Getting pissed on your own at 11:07 on a Tuesday morning is pathetic, even if it's on champagne that has a reason for being there.

My reason: I just finished the first edit of the second draft of my second children's book. Most people would likely celebrate finishing the first draft. I do that too, but since editing is infinitely more onerous than actually writing, finishing an edit is much more of a cause for celebration in my world. But there's that Tuesday-at-11:08 factor to consider. So the party's on hold (your accomplishment is important to us. please continue to hold) until further notice. Or until 5-ish.

So at whatever time it's acceptable to celebrate, wherever in the world you might be, raise a glass with me. Honor something worthy in your life: finishing a major project, running that marathon (or Ironman, as my superjock friend Rachel recently did), getting that promotion or not getting that pink slip. Or go the other way and celebrate something totally frivolous, just for the fun of toasting the final healing of a papercut, taking the last cup of coffee from the pot and not making a new pot and not getting blamed for it! or having an unsavory neighbor hauled away by the Feds. My last book was self-published, the first set of books printed had a tendency to shed pages like a mangy dog, and my tepid marketing strategy resulted in sales well into the thousand. But the second one's ready, and hope springs eternal, and now I have to relearn PageMaker, and someone pass me the bottle, 11:17 be damned.

5 comments:

NuclearToast said...

Congrats, babe! Soon my plan to live off your success, I mean to be the man supporting the successful woman, will be complete.

RaggedyAngst said...

Behind every successful woman is a man holding a pitchfork. Hence "American Gothic," which was shot at an angle. "Successful" might be an overstatement at this point, but I can go with "marginally less defeated." Hooray, me!

bladio said...

congratulations!

you could have added a drop of OJ to make it a mimosa...

RaggedyAngst said...

If you add a drop of OJ, you make it a homicide. I was trying to avoid that.

Ash said...

Isn't that funny how if you add juice to booze it makes it acceptable to drink in the morning? Think about it - mimosa, screwdriver, bloody mary - All contain juice and people drink them in the morning.