New Adventures

About 2 weeks ago I woke up at 6:30am to my husband getting ready for an early day of work. He was brushing his teeth in the bathroom and shaving; doing what he normally does and I was laying in bed staring at the bathroom light that was pouring in to our bedroom. Normally at this time I would be very agitated at the light and my response would be to roll over while making loud grunting noises in hopes that he would realize my frustration and shut the door. But this morning was different. I woke up with the most vivid thought/concept ever and it just consumed my mind. It had to have been obvious that I was awake, but not my normal self because after staring into an abyss for 5 minutes, Hector finally snapped me out of my reverie and asked me what I was thinking about. I blinked my eyes several times and responded with a simple, "hmmm?." He then continued to repeat the question, "Babe, What were you thinking about just now?." I paused for several seconds and replied, "Oh lets see, ummm I think I am going to write a book....." My husband being as cool as a cucumber said, "Cool, sounds fun" and he continued on with his morning routine.

I spent 15 more minutes lying in bed contemplating this whole writing a book concept and was completely dumbfounded. I kept asking myself where it came from, why I woke up and just had this thought in my head and how I couldn't stop thinking about it. I mean everything from the title of the book, the introduction, possible chapters and the ending was just sitting in my brain like it had been planted by some weird elf in the middle of the night. I almost felt brainwashed. I have NEVER had any desire to write a book EVER. Sure, I LOVE reading them and some may consider that my reading passion is more of an obsession; but the entire idea of writing a book sounds utterly exhausting. It's not really something one does over night. Some authors take years to write books and then after they are done its several more months of proofing, editing and cutting through red-tape with your publishers. It honestly doesn't sound fun at all. So I keep asking myself why?

Right now my perspective is this... I have a good amount of free time on my hands so why not? Many people have very recently told me that I have a way with writing so it is possible, I think. One of the biggest things I lack in life is patience and long-term drive, if your gonna write a book you need both. So maybe an opportunity for growth? And finally I figured I might as well try because it could be a really awesome experience. So we shall see if I can really put the effort into it and put everything in my head onto paper. I don't have lofty expectations of writing a New York Times Bestseller, being on Oprah's Book List or even getting published, for I am very aware of how hard that is, but that doesn't mean I can't write it for myself to enjoy.

So while I continue to enjoy this world of blogging and writing you might be seeing bits and pieces of a book that I just might be the author of. It will be an autobiography of sorts so please don't think I am going to be writing some sci-fi or YA Fantasy about Vampires, Werewolves and demons. There is more then enough of those books out on the market. Also don't be surprised if I only write 1 or 3 chapters and then never ever speak of it again. I realize that I am going to be taking care of my first munchkin this November and I highly doubt that I can finish it before she makes her appearance. It's just that telling other people about the possibility of it makes it more real. And if its real then there is a greater possibility of it actually happening. And if I allow myself to believe that it will actually happen it probably will.

So here's to the possibility of me writing a book. And if you are lucky you just might make an appearance on its pages. Yahoo for new adventures!