Its' the day that I made a SELF IMPOSED DEADLINE to get my queries sent out. This is Round 2, if you're keeping track. Round 1 sent out four, including one to an agent I think is just the coolest funniest rockingest, and he promptly rejected it, teaching me a couple of very valuable lessons I hadn't learned yet. I'm grateful. Is that crazy? I'm so glad he rejected it. Disappointed, yes, but it forced me to take another two months to make this project as perfect as I can.
Blah blah blah. Point is, TODAY'S THE DAY.
Despite the drizzle today, I'm heading out to see some horses and I'm taking my kids with me.
My daughter is actually willing to ride in the rain so we're going. Hardcore, man. We ain't no part timers!
Then it's home, where I'll disappear into addresses and names and polite salutations to go with a rude book.
And when it's out of my hands...
OUT OF MY HANDS...
I'm getting the heck outta town. I haven't seen my own horses in over a month and haven't ridden either of them since end of July. I miss them so much! I can email my friends and talk to my mom on the phone but a long distance horse relationship has difficulties. I need to see them. I need to be breathed on, and get my hands on their warm coats. Mom says they're getting their fall colours, darkening their ears and legs, deepening Phoenix's spots. I have to see them!
After all this book/ writing/ agent insanity lately, I think it's time for some horse pictures here at HICK CHIC. That's what I think and I sure hope you agree! I'll get some pictures of my two speckled friends, as well as some I took of these two lovely ladies.
Also next week I hope to take a trip to the record store because of this (please click the link and listen!!! I'm so excited about this, the back of my head is buzzing. Seriously. If you've been hanging around here for any length of time, you know how I feel about Robert Plant. He rewired my teenage brain. He is awesome. He sounds so good on this record I'm about to weep. He is so beautiful. And Alison Kraus- I dare you to dislike her. You can't! You cannot! She is the sweetest! Did you know she has the most Grammys ever won by a woman? It's true. Twenty. No kidding. She can sing and play anything. She's stunning. I think Jethro might have a little wee crush on her!
This album ws produced by T Bone Burnett. You might remember his as being the guy who introduced the non-bluegrass world to Ralph Stanley and Gillian Welch with a little project called O Brother Where Art Thou. Are you listening to this???? You should be! I'm in love again!!!!
In other developments, will you join me in congratulating Anthony Kiedis and his half-his-age girlfriend on becoming parents? Heck, why not. I'm amazed it took him this long to reproduce. I think it's nice that he became a grown up first and then became a daddy. We didn't do it in that order, and in fact may not actually be grown ups at all yet, but you can bet this kid will never have a boring life!
You might remember him as Mr Kiedis, my very stern and strict Geography teacher. In my dreams! Wouldn't that have been fun though? He'd have a whole stage make up/ tattoo studio in the staff room. Field trips would suddenly be more interesting. I'm just saying.
I have to give Axl Rose a mention here. If it wasn't for him (and Robert Plant of course) this little trashy epic of mine would never have happened.
And if I'm going to go on and on about all my loves, well, I can't neglect this guy. That would be just wrong. Let's have a double dose!
And on that happy note...I am outta here! See ya on Monday, after a three days of horses and query letters and emotional upheaval! yay!!