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Fragile. A Major Award.

My morning view
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I just came back from seventeen days of travel. Three days in Everwood, UT, hanging out with Jake, which was a whirlwind of zombies, cake, tea parties and arguments about whether  another friend was hiding a thirteen year old child in her studio apartment (I still think that they were confusing her with Anne Frank). Then four days in San Francisco, close enough to the Bay to be able to verify the time off the Ferry Building clock followed by ten days in the South Bay, camping in a business traveler hotel that basically acts as the dorm for Esteban’s new employer (a super huge Silicon Valley company, you can probably figure it out in three guesses) where I was there long enough to  sit through three cycles of the free breakfast and enough to contemplate buying my own real maple syrup  so that I didn’t have to ruin their very tasty waffles with that fake plasticy crap.

I’m having a big of a friend withdrawal right now: after so many days surrounded by the people I love the most, in beautiful weather, eating amazing ethnic food that I only get in the Bay area (and pizza  with sourdough crust, where have you been all my life?), drinking impossibly gorgeous wines and having people actually get my stupid jokes, to come back to a messy house (no daily maid? WTF?) and daily highs in the 30s and being told that my position is being eliminated (AGAIN) and the job they want to give me is one I don’t want so I have to figure something out in the next six weeks followed by my sister unload a bunch of dysfunction in my lap on my second day back in the office and then oh yeah, Esteban’s truck needs a heart transplant or something equally expensive, I’m certainly feeling the reality of yin and yang.

I’m not saying that I’m depressed, exactly, but I certainly wish I could crack a Tennessee/Hank Williams joke and have someone get it.

Instead, I will focus on things that make me happy. I missed my pets while I was gone and they have been more than appreciative to have us back (plus, is there anything better than a warm pug snoring on your lap? I think not). When I went backstage at the Stars concert at the Fillmore, Amy Millan actually recognized me, which just boggles my mind (or means that she’s afraid I’m stalking her). Also, my photos are in a freaking art gallery, which just keeps boggling my mind. Which is a good thing that my mind is pre-boggled because this next part’s the craziest:

The boat story that I’ve mentioned here time and again?

It was nominated for the Pushcart Prize.

You should know that I got the e-mail notification from Blackbird while sitting in a Whole Foods in SoMa and immediately started crying. Mostly what I hope were little pretty tears, but I am almost certain there was at least one hiccup in there. Now, let’s be honest: a lot of people are nominated for the Pushcart. So many in fact that my boyfriends at Barrelhouse actually made a t-shirt about it. But let’s be honest, I constantly think my writing sucks and basically went through the hell of applying to (and getting multiple rejections from) graduate school so that I could feel like I had earned the right to call myself a writer, so it really means a lot to me, even though I seriously doubt that my story will end up in that pretty pretty volume. Just the same. It’s still kind of awesome.

Although, it did occur to me that weeping into my vintage/thrifted embroidered handkerchief in the food court of a Whole Foods in the middle of  my raw vegan breakfast makes me some kind of weird person that I’m not really sure I want to know.

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  1. Suzy Smith wrote:

    Congratulations on the Pushcart nomination!

    Friday, November 19, 2010 at 9:11 am | Permalink
  2. tiff wrote:

    That is most awesomely wonderful. Congratulations on the nomination!

    All that other stuff? Not so awesome. But the nomination! Yay!

    Friday, November 19, 2010 at 9:36 am | Permalink
  3. Mel wrote:

    Lots of us love your jokes. And have known for years that you are a writer. Make that Writer. With a capital W. Congratulations!

    Friday, November 19, 2010 at 1:28 pm | Permalink
  4. Allyson wrote:

    SUPER Congrats! That is fantastic in every way! And you are SO deserving of said nomination!

    And how cool that your pics are in a gallery. Where?

    Finally….how FUN for you and your 17 days of travel. No wonder you were online to chat. Sorry you had to come back to the crappy reality of every day life. And boo on the job sitch….AGAIN! Hopefully you will be able to figure something out that works for you.

    Friday, November 19, 2010 at 2:01 pm | Permalink
  5. Heather wrote:

    Ahhh…that is so wonderful. Truly, so happy for you. A long time ago now you generously sent me your diaryland archives and I wanted to let you know I’ve spent the past few weeks re-reading them. I’ve truly been enjoying them all again, and what I like about them is…the writing. You’ve been a writer for a long time, a good one. I recently got to read your professional writing, your stories that have appeared from time to time. So satisfying. Like Helen Garp, I’m a reader, not a writer, but I did want to let you know your work is appreciated. Where can I read that there Boat Story?
    And I love that you are updating again!

    Friday, November 19, 2010 at 4:59 pm | Permalink
  6. gwen wrote:

    Best news I’ve heard all day! As Mel said above, some of us have known for a long time that you’re a writer — Writer — but that external validation is still awesome and you totally deserve it. Hooray!

    Friday, November 19, 2010 at 8:27 pm | Permalink
  7. Yay for you!

    Saturday, November 20, 2010 at 8:26 am | Permalink

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