I meant to write this post last week. I really, really did. But then I got busy and, you know… LIFE.
Anyway, I was on the phone with my mom grumbling under my breath about Blogger. Seriously, what’s up with it? It’s being all funky. It won’t let me type in the text box. I had to write this on a separate document and copy it in.
Mom: What are you doing, writing a blog post?
Mom: Don't make me faint.
She thinks she’s a comedian!
Which leads me to another conversation I had with her (and the entire point of this post):
A while back I had a shiny new idea for a book.
Me: I was thinking, it would be cool to write a Romeo and Juliet story.
Her: Sounds good.
Me: But gender switch them.
Me: Yeah, and make it Science Fiction. And they can live in the dark! How cool would that be?
Her: What are you even talking about?
Me: Trust me, you’re going to love it.
And so I wrote it. And it sold. And I’m freaking out.
Now it’s summer and we’re doing summer things. Which includes Bekah deciding that she’s going to write a book too since, you know, “It looks like an easy enough way to make money.”