What a week! Although it has been busy and fun, I didn't get to work on what I love. Haven't touched The Band in three days. I already miss my characters. Poor J.J. has been in limbo and I'll bet he's wondering where I am. I hope he understands that the elections on Nov. 2nd were so very important and that I'm glad I worked the polls so that all my fellow citizens could take the opportunity to make their voices heard. It was a long day, 5 a.m. to 9 p.m. Then more community service with the Hug-A-Bears for the children in trauma on Wednesday.
Finally, today, I got back into the writing world, at least talking about it. Cindie, Dave and I met at Hastings Books today to talk about our sales event coming up this Saturday at the Hampton Inn. We'll have a table amid a variety of home based businesses. Should be interesting. The coordinator of the event has done a lot of advertising and it's kind of fun to see my name on the flyers as if I were some important author.
I've had some experiences the past couple of days that has me wondering about what makes people tick. Friends have made some negative comments that I would never say to them and they seem to think it's funny as they laugh and try to soften their remarks. One said 'You look terrible'. That was the morning after my 16 hour day at working at the voting polls. Another loudly commented on my current lack of a love life. Then as I was asking another friend if she wanted to join me and another friend for a movie, I was told I have terrible taste when it comes to movies. Finally, after giving my opinion on a restaurant, I was told that I was too rigid. These are all good friends and I know they didn't mean to hurt, but none of them mentioned one good thing about me or comment on the good things going on in my life. None of these remarks came with suggestions as to what I should do, just what was wrong with me. Funny. Well, at least, my hairdresser said some nice things about enjoying my company and my choice to let my hair be natural. I know I pay her, but we've been friends for around 15 years, so her opinion means a lot to me. Phew, I really have ranted. Perhaps I'm just being too sensitive, but again, I have to wonder what makes people tick.
So, I guess I'll close today with this bit of sarcasm from Honore de Balzac - 'Nothing so fortifies a friendship as a belief on the part of one friend that he is superior to the other.'