Random bits of RT
1. Yesterday I had my first chocolate martini.Confession: it was my first martini ever. I'm more of a straight liquor kind of girl--the fanciest I get is Coke with my Jack Daniels. And I hate gin, so I've always avoided martinis. Turns out, some of them, including chocolate ones, are made with vodka. Where have I been? I also found out that the moon is not in fact made of green cheese. It's made of Brie. Because the air is so dry up there, it never spoils, which is how it keeps that pasty white aspect.
2. Last night at the Ellora's Cave Moulin Rouge party, a palm reader told me that I don't let myself celebrate my success, that as soon as I accomplish one goal, I immediately turn to the next thing and focus on what I haven't done.
I don't know if she got that from reading the lines on my palm or by the underlying tension in my hand or face, but she pegged me. Bulls-eye. As much as I probably seem to brag here on the blog, I don't revel in any of it. None of it brings me lasting happiness (except for that Charles de Lint review--that kind of joy is eternal).
It reminded me of this recent post from JA Konrath's blog about Happiness and the Writer. He explores the professional writer's feeling that whatever we accomplish, it's not enough. We're always stretching for the next goal and never take the time to enjoy the fruits of our hard work. He said it's because, "Happiness isn't productive...You don't get anything done while you're celebrating."
This is why, Konrath goes on to say, we have to find joy in the journey, not the destination, because once we reach that destination, we look around, shrug, and keep moving.
But the palm reader told me to take the time to "run naked through the daisies." Instead I went and danced with a hundred total strangers (including, just possibly, a cover model or two) until my new shoes started to gouge stripes in my feet.
Which was about four songs. But hey, baby steps. I'm new at this celebration thing.
Labels: appearances, writing life
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Unknown at 4/26/2007 7:50 PM
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Jeri at 4/27/2007 12:34 AM
*I* get "What you need is a dominatin' bitch to run your life."
And despite not living where the air is dry, I still manage to maintain my pasty white aspect.
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Rob S. at 4/27/2007 10:33 AM
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