Wowie kazowie! It’s is a big week for me, ‘cause my book is comin’ out this Wednesday, September 26. Oh, my God! I can’t tell you how excited I am about it! The whole thing seems kind of unreal. I mean me? An author?
Writin’ a book is what I imagine it’s like havin’ kids, or starting a company, or buying a house nowadays. It sounds like a good idea. Fun even, the logical next step. ‘Course, if you knew all that was involved with doing it when you started, you’d stand a good chance of bein’ paralyzed with fear by the sheer weight of it all. But if you make a start and persevere (you know, one foot in front of the other), you’re constantly surprised by how much love and support comes your way. And there are moments of flat out bliss that just bowl you over, and make you forget the effort. And you know what? Soon as it’s over, you’re ready to do it again!
My book’s the talk of Mahoosuc Mills, of course. Everyone’s waiting for it to come out to see if they’re mentioned in it, you know, lookin’ for their fifteen minutes of fame, I guess. They figure being featured in a book is alot easier than learnin’ how to merengue on “Dancing With the Stars.” And I don’t think they’re gonna be making the “Real Housewives of Mahoosuc Mills” any time soon!
So, just this past week, I’m comin’ out of the Busy Bee with my usual rocket of coffee, when I run into Franny Lefebvre. We get to gabbin’ about the book launch (well, what she should wear to the book launch). And she asks me, not in a mean way, but genuinely curious, “Ida, what made you think you could write a book?”
Well, without thinkin’ about it, I says, “Franny, it never occurred to me that I couldn’t!” Wow! That kind of brought me up short, but you know what? It’s true. (There’s gotta be a life lesson in there somewhere, right?)
Besides, I’m thinkin’, look at some of the fruit loops who write books. How hard can it be? My grandparents workin’ in the textile mills or drivin’ logs down the Kennebec River in the icy spring run off. That’s hard. Cookin’ on a wood stove or meltin’ snow to do laundry. That’s hard. Sittin’ in my cozy double-wide with Scamp, the cutest dog in the world, noodling around on the computer? Not even close.
And, of course, I didn’t do it all by my lonesome. I had my trusty niece Caitlin as my research assistant. Plus, she wrote these little woo woo exercises for the book. Charlie threw in his two cents from the Barcalounger. And then there’s all that good old-fashioned, commonsensical advice givin’ to me over the years from my family and folks here in Mahoosuc Mills.
Besides, when I was doin’ it, I didn’t think of it as writing a book. I just pretended I was talkin’ to a friend. Just like now.
That’s it for now. Catch you on the flip side!
Ida in your neck of the woods!
Tune in to Maine Public Radio’s Maine Calling September 25 from 12:15-1:00 to hear an interview with my friend Susan, who’ll give you more of the inside scoop on "Finding Your Inner Moose."
I’ll be traveling around quite a bit in the next few months, so check back here each Monday for where I’ll be that week, or click on the “Where’s Ida” link to the left to see my full schedule.
If you’d like me to do a reading at your library, organization or what not, please don’t hesitate to drop me a line: email@example.com
And if your book group wants to read "Finding Your Inner Moose," I’d love to be part of the discussion. Especially if food’s involved!