I Like Books. Maybe I'll Write One Someday...

Hey.

I’m happy to report I haven’t had any stories quite as nuts as two Fridays ago. I hope no one is disappointed in my lack of drinking.

On a more productive note, I have been on a reading frenzy. I always forget how much I like reading until I pick up a good book and think, “I should do this more often.” I am almost done with my second book in a week and a half. That’s like a record for me, because I usually get so sidetracked.

This all began with trying to find “On Writing,” Stephen King’s memoir, the Saturday following the Friday that I locked myself out and peed on my building. I went to a Borders and a Barnes and Noble, but neither had it. Instead, I left B&N with “Writing Down the Bones” by Natalie Goldberg and “Your Voice In My Head” by Emma Forrest. I am still working on the latter. The first book is a nerdy inspirational read about finding the writer within, and the second is this chick’s memoir about being a writer and losing her mind when she moves from NYC from Texas. Just kidding, she moved from England. Both are lighting a fire under my ass to write a book. I have always wanted to write one, and I think for once, I can actually see it happening. It’s still a working thought in my head, but I’m more serious about it now than ever. My friend and fellow Ram Page editor-in-chef (that would be the award winning Hightstown High School newspaper) Liz and I are even looking into writing classes in the city to pursue our goal of actually writing a book.

What is the saying? “Think it, believe it, achieve it?” I’m somewhere between step one and two. When I find myself between two and three, you can find me sipping cappuccinos instead of bournon and cokes on Friday nights for a good year of my life.

Anyways, I recommend “Your Voice In My Head” to anyone and everyone. Emma Forrest is a little crazy and totally adorable and her stories about meeting Bruce Springsteen and dating famous people are pretty rad. And, if you like Regina Spektor, and you’re whacked like me, you’ll like Emma that much more because of her striking resemblance to the “Fidelity’ hottie...

( Regina Spektor is left, Emma Forrest is right)

Am I right? Maybe it’s because they’re both cute Jew girls like me.

Whatever. I love them both.

Also in productive news, I sort of kind of have a real estate agent and am getting serious about finding a place to live for me and Shane. Montclair is looking cuter by the day and I really hope this isn’t too long and painful of a process.

I spent this past weekend in Pennsylvania with my Mom. I made some great discoveries:

-My mom and pinot grigio. Give her three glasses of the stuff and make her listen to “Party Rock Anthem” by LMFAO and she will shout “party in the house tonighhhhht!” until the buzz wears off.

-My 1^st grade journal. This was the first page, from April 29, 1993: “I HAV A BOY FRAN HIS NEAM IS RAE.” That would be Ray Madara, my first friend ever who I am facebook friends with who I hope never reads this.

I am going to Texas this weekend and am excited as always to see Shane and Cully, my two loves. It’s definitely nice to know that there are only another handful of visits and then we can live happily ever after. Yeah I said it. I can believe my life is a fairy tale if I want to. And I’ll write a book if I put my mind to it.

The end.