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Brief Update and some thoughts:
Cobblestone Farm was really nice. The kitchen is tiny but it's a cool little place. We're going to have the ceremony on the side porch of this little historical farmhouse. There are even a few animals that hang out there. The inside is huge and had awesome wooden floors. And there is a brides dressing room, which I wasn't sure if I was going to have or not. Plus, we got exactly the date we wanted.
My book contract came in the mail today. All is right with that. I'm feeling really good about the publishing house in general. They're putting out lots of titles and their books are showing up at Borders and B&N stores and on Amazon. That'll make it easier to get book signings arranged, I should think. I'm also trying to collect reviews from authors. So if you're an author and want to review my book for the jacket (actually it'll be the back cover), do let me know.
I'm finally starting to get excited about getting published. Some of the people I thought would be happiest for me were, instead, suspicious and subdued. That kind of ruined the initial experience. I hate that I am so vain about my talent and intellect, and that other's opinions are still so damn important. And I hate feeling so negative. When 98% of people say good things to me, I'm more likely to listen to the 2% who think I suck. Even after all this therapy it's difficult for me to consistently think well of myself.
H and I are seeing Children of Men today. I kinda wanted to see Pan's Labyrinth instead, but whatever.
I'm sure CoM will be good. People are saying great things. I'll likely review it later on since there's no TV tonight because of Bush's yammering.
My book contract came in the mail today. All is right with that. I'm feeling really good about the publishing house in general. They're putting out lots of titles and their books are showing up at Borders and B&N stores and on Amazon. That'll make it easier to get book signings arranged, I should think. I'm also trying to collect reviews from authors. So if you're an author and want to review my book for the jacket (actually it'll be the back cover), do let me know.
I'm finally starting to get excited about getting published. Some of the people I thought would be happiest for me were, instead, suspicious and subdued. That kind of ruined the initial experience. I hate that I am so vain about my talent and intellect, and that other's opinions are still so damn important. And I hate feeling so negative. When 98% of people say good things to me, I'm more likely to listen to the 2% who think I suck. Even after all this therapy it's difficult for me to consistently think well of myself.
H and I are seeing Children of Men today. I kinda wanted to see Pan's Labyrinth instead, but whatever.
I'm sure CoM will be good. People are saying great things. I'll likely review it later on since there's no TV tonight because of Bush's yammering.

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Children of Men is excellent.
When Lecter comes out, do you want to go see it with me? I'm hoping to get a group together to go to the show.
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It would be excellent to set myself up with some interviews, that will be good publicity.
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I'm more likely to listen to the 2%
Re: I'm more likely to listen to the 2%
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Now that I have your attention, if you don't second guess your self, then you likely take your talent for granted. If you take it for granted, you don't deserve it. But you certainly deserve it.
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Easier said than done, I know, but you should feel proud of your success. Screw the 2%.
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But seriously, that's probably true about second guessing. I'm trying to push out those voices, but even with 3 kinds of therapy it's pretty difficult.
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I'm not used to LJ friends talking about places just a mile from my house (I live on Pittsfield). It's freaky, man.
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Buhr park is cool too, Whole Foods had some of their employee shindigs there when I still worked for them. Didn't see any flying rockets though ;-]
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