I wanna read it, but I also don't.....

I'm about 75 pages into a book right now...but I haven't picked it up in over a week....maybe even two weeks. I started this book with such high hopes...it's one of my favorite authors and the most recent in a series. I won't mention it cause I really do not want to give anything away. The opening was great...she sucked me right back into the lives of the characters I have loved for years.

And then she went and did something that made me so incredibly sad. I laid in bed reading and bawling my eyes out, wondering how she could do this to me.

I haven't picked it up since. I know there's more sadness to come and I'm just not ready to deal with it. That night she had me so upset I couldn't sleep.

This experience just proves how deeply we as readers can care about the characters we read about. Especially something like this. I've read about these characters for years...4 other books. They are a part of my life...a part of me...even a part of my writing.

Has anything ever affected you like this????

The profound effect stories can have on us

A great story can do such amazing things to us. It can renew faith, bring hope, flutter our hearts. It can show us somehting we never knew and change our minds forever. A great story can boil our blood or bring us to tears...and the latter is exactly where I was yesterday.

My mom and I saw a performance of Wicked at our local theater yesterday afternoon. We'd wanted to see it last time it came, like two years ago, but it just didn't happen. So this time my mom wanted to go and take me with her, her treat. You can't turn that down!! :) I'd heard from every single person who saw it how awesome it was. And they were so right. If you haven't seen this show, definitely do it!

But what really got me was the love story in it. I am a sucker for a great love story. And this one was one of those stories of forbidden love that isn't supposed to be...it isn't supposed to work out...but it does. And everything you thought in the beginning is wrong.

I stood there at the end, clapping manically, holding back tears so hard that it hurt my head.

Just. Wow.

So many mixed emotions right now...

And I just don't know what to do with them.

This past Saturday was my big release party for A Bitch Named Karma. My family was here, my close friends were here, my writer's group was here. We had food, we had music, we had fun. It was a great party...I was on such a high! I mean...how can you not when you're the center of attention?? LOL! It's so rare that I get that kind of opportunity.

But thank God I did not check my email that morning. Bad news. Rejection for a project I'd had such high hopes for. Life sucks like that. You try to be positive about certain things and sometimes all that positivity does is give you false hope. And it makes the rejection suck so much more.

I'm so torn here..between being ecstatic about my debut being published and the sadness that my second book is going no where.

I tried working on a couple different projects today....got about 800 or so words down on two different stories. But it was forced. I am having a hard time finding inspiration right now.