Monday, April 09, 2007
Happy Day After Easter!!!
I woke up this morning wondering what I might blog about as I rentered the world of online life documentation. Start out with a pretty picture, I told myself. Something that says 'Spring is here!' On a whim, I googled hot air balloons, which placed me squarely in the middle of my first ethical blogging dilemma in a month and a half. It's only 8:30 in the morning, so I'm not sure my resources are up to the challenge (exhibited by the fact that I just sat here for a full two minutes trying to remember the word for "figuring out the right thing to do in a challenging situation.") So here's what I came up with:
If you're easily offended, skip on down to the next section.
If you're in need of a giggle, click on this link, which I'll simply call He is risen, indeed.
I have no idea why I find this so compelling, but it is truly cracking me up. As seriously as I take Easter (it's my very favorite holiday - the hero rising from the dead to save the day has always captured my attention, no matter what age or cynicism level I found myself at - and you did NOT want to be there the year I wandered into a church that abandoned the Jesus story and instead used Easter to focus on the important take-home message of The Velveteen Rabbit), this was not at all what I was picturing yesterday as we sang our Hallelujahs.
Okay, enough with the ethics for now. The past 40 Days have been intense and fabulous, but I missed you guys. Huge thanks to those of you who commented, emailed, or even (in one case of blog fandom I will forever treasure) called to tell me you were looking forward to my return. It's good to be back :)
In update news, I got my editor's notes back on my manuscript in mid-March. "This is wonderful," she said. "But it has no narrative arc." "Narrative arc?" I replied (having never aspired to write a novel and having only a peripheral idea of what she might be talking about). "Um, it's a memoir...isn't the narrative arc just how things happened???" Apparently not. So for those of you out there who think you might someday want to write a memoir, try and give your life a narrative arc as you go along, as I suspect that is much easier than retrofitting one later on in the process. (No one ever tells you this in writing classes, so there you have it...) The good news is that after fifteen days in my pajamas, laptop glued to the ends of my fingers, a narrative arc emerged. My life story now reads more like an adventure and less like a trip to a badly-organized yard sale. Hallelujah!
How about you? How was your Easter? What have I missed????