Thursday, March 12, 2009
Saved by a Child...
Taylor saved you today. Seriously. Not like Jesus “washed-in-the-blood” saved you. Naw, we can’t compete there.
But consider yourselves fortunate that a seven-year-old from Western New York spared you a Ruthy tirade. I mean, seriously, how cute is this kid? This is a pic of "T" bobbing for apples last fall at our Halloween party. Cute, spritely and sassy, she's unafraid to get wet to win the apple contest! My kind of girl.
I was totally ready to be a Super Snark. I had an entire discourse prepared on time constraints, and it started by shooing people away. Not just any people. You know the kind. The ones that THINK they have time constraints when what they lack is motivation. I soooooo wasn’t in the mood to deal.
So I did this wonderful diatribe, releasing them from reading further, then proceeded to offer sound “Ruthy “advice to people who really are in a time crunch because of children, parents, illness, jobs, responsibilities, etc.
And then this wonderful thing happened that drove me out of my Snarkier-than-snarky mindset. One of my young charges, a delightful, super-intelligent seven-year-old that I’ve had the honor of watching since infancy, wrote her first ‘book’ in school. It was a lovely book about Clara Barton, one of my favorite historical characters. I love Clara’s story, her fears, her focus, the way she pulled herself together. True inspiration, right?
Well, Taylor came home from school yesterday and announced, “Ruthy, we got to dedicate our books to someone, just like a real author. All the other kids dedicated theirs to their moms or dads or both.” She looked me in the eye and said, “I dedicated mine to you.”
I think my heart about stopped beating in my chest. Her mom had just come in to pick up her kids and she was A-OK with missing out on Tay’s first dedication. Rare mother. Rare daughter.
So now I’m feeling waaaaaaay too good to harangue anyone. Don’t fret, this too shall pass, and I’ll go off on a tangent about something crucial to the well-being of mankind in general or writers specific, but this moment was like the one where Lawyer Boy called from Manhattan to thank me for not letting him get hooked on game systems. Or the time Teacher Boy stopped by to thank me for being tough. Or the time Professor Girl called to tell me she was real glad I wasn’t like those mothers who never let their kids have candy. Candy is a staple in our house, LOL! Along with cookies, cakes, etc.
Since I’m feeling too good to wallop anyone, we’re changing the game plan.
We’ve scheduled some very cool upcoming visitors to Seekerville.
Cynthia DiTiberio of Avon Inspire has an interview with me on March 24th. A surprise Secret Agent (I’m not sure if I’m supposed to reveal her name as yet, but she’s radically cool, connected and very savvy) is scheduled for April.
Jeff Gerke, a wonderful author, editor and now publisher of Marcher Lord Press (www.MarcherLordPress.com) is going to drop by in April as well. Jeff recognized Christian fiction’s reluctance to publish fantasy/science fiction and/or speculative fiction, and jumped into the chasm to fill a niche.
Right now you can follow Jeff and his wife Robin on their journey to China to pick up their baby daughter Sophie home. Live link didn't work here so the website is: www.bringsophiehome.com.
I’m putting this in your hands. Who would you like me to contact? To interview? Who would you like to ‘chat’ with in Seekerville? If you’re targeting someone, let me know. I’ll see if I can entice them with promises of no-calorie cyber food and virtual weight loss plans.
We’ll encourage them to tour the Island, see if there’s anyone who piques their interest. (Both Barb Scott and Melissa Endlich requested proposals from blog visitors, remember?)
I’ve got the coffee on. A bundt cake, fresh from the oven, one of those tunnel-of-fudge delights with the pudding layered throughout the middle. Yum. And Mandy stopped by with a lovely frittata, studded with egg, sausage, potatoes and cheese . The smell alone is worth tumbling out of bed, LOL! I’m glad she loves her auntie enough to bring cyber food.
And frappuccinos, God love her. This pic is of Mandy and me at the Sports-Themed shower we held for Lacey and Seth prior to Logan's birth in December. Note the cool Yankee shirt I'm wearing... And guess whose number is on the back??? If you guessed Jeter (#2) then you win an all-expense paid trip to Disney World.
Umm... Not really!!!
Give me your ideas. And if you’ve a mind to send Taylor a thank you note for sparing the Ruthy-rod today, send it to firstname.lastname@example.org. She’d be thrilled to know she has that kind of effect on me.
Ruthy (aka: meanest babysitter EVER!)