I recently posted on my other blog about my dreamy new writing gig at Mount Rainier National Park…

Also — try to contain your excitement — but the full archives have been restored to Breakup Babe! Lacking a better technical solution, they are all on one HUMONGOUS page, so you might have to wait a little bit for it to load. But don’t give up hope! After a few-second wait you will be rewarded with years worth of posts about my lovably messed-up love life.

You can check out a photo of me looking rather vampire-like on the photographer Barbie Hull’s blog, taken at the recent Girl Power Hour event. If only I could have 100 cocktail-drinking women as an audience every time! (You have to scroll down the page a bit to see aformentioned vampire-like photo). It was a fun, friendly event and I will definitely go again, even when I am not one of the star attractions.

All I can say about the writing life these days is that I’m writing. Not well. Not for money. But I’m plugging away, sitting down every day to try to find a story that sings and characters that aren’t boring, obnoxious, and superficial.

That’s the fiction-writing life anyway. In other, less exalted arenas, I am getting paid for my writing. (’Buy this product from xyz GiantSoftwareCompany! It’s sooo awesome!’) A few articles of mine grace the glossy magazines around town. I’m getting paid to teach writing. The occasional check comes in from a store that is selling my book on consignment. (As for royalties, ha ha ha).

It’s just life, really. I always thought when I became a published author that I would become an incandescent, glamorous being who churned out beautiful yet hilarious works of fiction on a regular basis and never 1)went on unemployment 2)struggled through horrible drafts and crises of faith and 3)got ignored or rejected by editors again.

Obviously, none of this is true. In a way, becoming a published novelist changed nothing and changed everything at the same time.

Now that I’ve completely exhausted my profundity for the day, I point you to my other blog where I’ve recently written in my trademark whiny yet witty style.

One more thing - if you happen to be a girl and you happen to live in Seattle, you can come see my speak (briefly) and socialize network at an upcoming Girl Power Hour this Thursday in lower Queen Anne.

Hope to see you there!
Rebecca