I'm in love, y'all.
Yes love. Swoony, hearts and flowers everywhere, love.
Her name is Marian Keyes. I finished reading the first book that I've read of hers, hours ago, and the laughter is just now subsiding.
She's not all about laughter though. Her characters definitely arc and overcome tragedy.
I'd be reading along thinking, this is so REAL it's very similar to something that happened to me before, and suddenly the characters would do and say something so outrageous that I'd realize I picked the wrong moment to take that big drink of lemonaid cause it's gonna be a bitch to get out of my keyboard.
Her voice moves the stories along at the perfect pace and gives life to lovable, flawed characters.
She uses wonderful words like:
>insouciance - cheerful, carefree lack of anxiety or concern
>intransigence - stubbornly or unreasonably refusing even to consider changing a decision or attitude
>avuncular (don't you love to say that? uh vunk you lar - kind of rolls around on your tongue) - resembling an uncle, especially one who is friendly, helpful, or good-humored
Before this romance winds down, I will have given her my heart completely because - she's very prolific. There are 14 books listed on her website. Most of them are in the library although I'll happily buy the later ones if they're not. She is permanently on my automatic-buy list of authors from this day forward.
I plan on reading every word she's ever put to paper so Marian and I will be together for along time.
According to her website, she, like many other clever writers, suffers depression. That just makes me love her all the more.
This book was copyrighted in 1999 so I don't think it's unethical of me to quote the last paragraph here. It isn't a spoiler unless you consider the mere knowledge that the book has a HEA ending a spoiler.
Anywho - it's this great toast.
"To life!" Seven glasses clinked in the middle of the table while seven voices chorused, "And men with big willies!"
I want to use that toast. Of course the likelihood of that happening is pretty remote considering that I live in a DRY COUNTY (can you believe that shit?). And I mostly socialize with my family which includes my mother, the teetotaler who spends every other moment in church.
And there's that other factor. The I'll-never-think-of-it-until-it's-too-late factor. You know the one. I'll be remembering some event when I was presented with the perfect opportunity to use this toast and, head:desk, instead of saying - "To life and men with big willies!" - I will instead have said the ever brilliant "Cheers."
Back to my love for Marian, I would like to offer to name my first born after her but I had my first born 30+ years ago. Would you think it wrong of me to ask her to change her name?
I don't want to risk becoming one of those women who talks non-stop about her new love so - moving on:
My Savvy Authors Bootcamp update will be a bit of a let down. I didn't win. I know this even though the amazing Dawn McClure, who facilitated bootcamp in a most excellent manner, doesn't announce the winners until some time on Friday.
Actually to say I didn't win is not correct. I wrote words that moved my story along 27 out of 30 days in April. That's a big win for me.
I'm sorry to say that I've lost track of exactly how many words were in April and how many in May but my total to date is: 39,540.
I learned some things in SAB, also. I learned how to fast draft and that fast-drafting is definitely a good way for me to start a novel. I learned how to turn off my internal editor and doing so makes my writing flow better.
And I learned that part of my methodical nature is a bitchy, officious twit. Actually I already knew that, I just confirmed it. See - there is no whining in bootcamp. So it pushed my buttons that my teammates repeatedly posted their word counts with excuses for why they were so low (even when they weren't.)
My daughter, Marian (formerly Ruthie), observed that the word count of their excuses for why their word count was low, often exceeded their word count. Isn't she clever? Just like her namesake.
Chocolate bootcamp got off to a terrific start. We have nine writers, including moi. We had our first writers sprint with four people attending. And turning in a word count to the same place as other writers do everyday - is still keeping my butt in my chair with my fingers on the keyboard.
Now, I'm off to eat some strawberries. What are you up to?