Done Deed
You all made the last couple of days go a lot faster. I laughed when I read the entries and I'm still laughing as I think back on them.
The news? Many of you hit it in one form or another, writing is involved, though most of you jumped the gun a bit. There is no manuscript or deal -- yet. What I do have as of this morning is time to create the manuscript and find a deal.
Because of some incredibly lucky breaks, and the most supportive guy in the world, I get to leave my assumed corporate finance identity and reveal myself to the world in my true guise -- Gromit the Writer. Believe me, I realize how privileged I am to have this opportunity.
This is a liberating move, but frightening as well. I have the freedom to fail, as well as the time to succeed. I'm sure I'll swing wildly between both possible outcomes as I transition over the next month or so. OK, let's be honest, I'm sure that I'm going to face self-doubt and delusions of grandeur for a long time to come, I think it's an aspect of a creative life that only a very few manage to avoid.
Because there were so many hysterical and close to the mark comments for the contest, I'm going to do a prize drawing this afternoon. What's at stake? As I said, it's sock yarn.
First up is a skein of yarn from Romney Ridge Farm that I picked up while on vacation last week. It's a luscious blend of wool and mohair that Kelly has spun at Green Mountain Spinnery and then dyes herself. If you get a chance to stop by her store do so, it's well worth it! She's lovely and gracious and is in a bucolic setting that seems like a paradise to a city slicker like myself. The animals are adorable, though the goat is voracious.
The other prize is two hanks of Art Yarns Supermerino 4-Ply. I made some socks from this last year that I'm quite fond of despite having changed gauge between the first and second socks -- I don't notice once they are on me feet.
And, in my new life I may even have some time to get the coffee stain out of the quilt. Naah...







