4:45 am. I should be asleep, but I'm almost never asleep at the right time. I've been working very hard on novel two, which was due Friday, but my editor, the kind soul, gave me a few days to recover from Denver, Calarada! I slept for two days upon returning home.
I had a great time. When I look back at the anxiety I felt, I wonder what all that fuss was about. A few months ago, my pumpkin, Bethany sent me the Diaries of Nicole Gausseron. I devoured those books, finding a kindred spirit in Nicole--only she's a better version of me. In one of the diaries, she had an upcoming visit to meet the Pope--a monumental experience for any Catholic. Jesus asked her to take Him with her. I thought that was so beautiful, God Himself, asking this humble woman to take Him with her. Jesus is quite the romantic at times, isn't He? Quite the gentleman.
Like Nicole, I could hear sweet Jesus asking me to take Him with me. So, I asked Him to come along. And He did. His kindness was everywhere I went. His love shone in more pairs of eyes than I can count. It was extraordinary.
Upon arrival I had breakfast with my agent, and he has new glasses that are quite fetching on him. He is growing in grace, and it was nice to just be with him. We shared a weird, upside down muffin thing that tasted of honey and bran. It's always nice to share food. I mean really to share it. I think some of the best moments of my life have been over shared meals. My time with Don was a "best moment", and it wouldn't be the last of that trip.
Paula was next. She's so cute. She had on a mini skirt! Not too mini, but if I had her long legs, mine would have probably been minier. We had a good time at the park as her son got awarded for his exemplary baseball skills. What a wonderful family she has. And she has the homiest home. I could have settled there forever.
I met Eugene Peterson next. I got to kiss him! I told him what the message meant to me. Don't you think that's important? To tell the people you love what an impact they've made on you. Don't miss that opportunity. Send a letter, and email, or make a call. I have to do more of that. I've gotta reach that Brennan Manning.
The next gift I got was to meet Eugene and Brennan's editor at NavPress, Don Simpson. He is a precious man, and we got to share some time later that I will always treasure. I can't get over all the tender moments I had. It's amazing.
What else? God gave me Kate E., a sweet meloncholic that I saw so much of myself in. He gave me funny Melanie and fiery, beautiful Nicci, and amazing Kate B. who wore the BEST CLOTHES, but had an even more lovely spirit. He gave me Kim and Jen, two terrific, hysterically funny women. He gave me gentle Jeff, and Austin, and Mary, and Beth. Lots of hugs from Siri, and laughs from her husband Tony. He gave me T.L. and Dave, and even Dave's beautiful wife Sarah. He gave me a big Hug in Donna (and a lot of a sense of home) at the Christy Awards. He gave me Terry again, who truly knows how to share a meal! She makes it an art. Thanks to Terry I had one of the best nights of my life in the company of women who astounded me with their elan! Sneaky Terry kept drawing stories out of me. She wouldn't let me fade into the background, and I found myself loud, and crazy, talking trash and happier than I've felt in a long time.
The signing went great. Wow! It went on for nearly two hours, but it seemed to go fast. We all signed close to 200 books. What a launch! I got waaaaay to many free books! And I scored the amazing "Good Monsters" CD from Jars of Clay that's due out in September. I wanted that CD so badly. I know all about being a good monster. And being a not-so-good one, too.
So, now you know I had a great time. I'm still feeling pretty mellow over here, even though I'm sleepless in Ann Arbor.
I have to finish the second book. And then start the next one. Publication has changed my life a lot. But I'm grateful. I really am. Murder, Mayhem and a Fine Man is being well received by people I respect a great deal. God is good. Hey, if you like it, can you post a review on Amazon? If you hate it. Don't say anything. Just pray about it. ;o)
I saw Murder, Mayhem and a Fine Man in our local Border's store on the day it released. It was amazing, standing there staring at it among the other books in one of my favorite bookstores. It was a very surreal moment. I said, "Oh, my God!" I looked around because I wanted to tell someone, but no one was close, and the people not so close didn't look interested. So, I stood there in the Christian fiction aisle alone, thinking of how far I've come.
If you just happen to be hanging around Ann Arbor on August 12th, why don't you stop in to Barnes and Noble on Washtenaw and say hi. I'll be there signing at 2:00. That's a Saturday. I sure would like to meet you.
I just wanted to tell you about all these things, but I should really get to bed now, even though I'm so not sleepy.
Hey, thanks for hanging around with this insomniac. I wouldn't have been able to do any of this without you.