Well, my friends, it’s been a week.
A WEEK, I tell you. Like the kind of week that feels like it wants to tussle.
My week is all: “COME AT ME BRO! I’M GONNA TROUNCE YOU!”
I respond with:
“Can I just give you a hug and then maybe we get some coffee? Wait, let me find my scrunchie. And my glasses. I still am in my jammies. I can’t do tussle right now. Simmer down.”
I am in what is called FULL MARKETING MODE with The Book. (Did you know? I wrote a book.) Yep, that’s what I’m doing. It’s all kinda crazy. And I’m learning things like:
- You can do a full podcast from your car, parked behind your house in the back alley, at nine pm, as the cop car suspiciously circles past you because you’re parked right by the garage that was broken into last week and you keep waving, while you are podcasting, to the sweet police officer who kinda thinks you’re nuts anyhow. Long story. Has to do with bats. On the stairs, IN my house. I know, right? This is my life. The police think of me as “crazy bat lady.” It’s charming.
- Every time I have an interview with anyone, I try to speak with a “low tone.” I was given the advice once that I kinda sound like “nervous Minnie Mouse” on the radio, so from hereon I attempt a low, sultry, TOTALLY RELAXED voice… I like to think of myself as the Jessica Rabbit of Recovery, but with less cleavage.
- The snort laugh has happened. It was a live interview. Yep. So there’s that.
- All things said, (poorly and with some snorting) I can survive marketing. I really can.
Would you pray? Would you pray for the book to find itself in the hands of one who needs it? Would you pray that my words help? Would you?
Thank you my dears. I am ever so grateful.
Bottled: A Mom’s Guide to Early Recovery is available on amazon. Click here