Archive for the ‘But I digress…’ Category
As you know, I’ve been working on the book. And it’s slow going, in part because I think getting started on a book is a bit of a haul in the beginning, and in part because I just haven’t established the right routine yet, and—not that surprisingly—writing a book seems to call for a different routine than doing this blog. So I put it to you: how do you get yourself in the zone when there is important stuff to get done?
The anchor is a symbol of sobriety
I’ve started working on the book, and am currently writing about going to rehab, which I’ve done, twice. It was a life-transforming experience for me—even more so for having to repeat it—and writing about it got me wondering how many of you out there in the GOACA community have struggled with addiction too. My issue was with alcohol, although I’ve smoked my weight in pot over the years as well. What was your demon, and how did you kick it? I’m also curious: Are you in AA or NA, or have you sought alternative support?
I got a book deal, guys. It’s for a essay-based memoir, titled Typical Me: The Unlikely Rise, Astonishing Fall, and Happy Landing of a Lifetime Misfit, and it sold to Algonquin Books after five (count `em!) publishing houses competed for it. I’m very excited to work with my new editor, Betsy Gleick*, who I’m pretty sure is going to kick my ass, and am very grateful to my agent Sarah Burnes, who worked quite hard on my behalf. I’ll be posting as usual while I’m writing, so you shouldn’t see any changes here, but I’ll be a busy, busy creature. Expect it in bookstores in the Fall of 2019.
*This is what I was wearing when I had my first meeting with her.
I’m going to a yoga class with my friend Julia this morning. Then I’m hanging out this afternoon with my friend Will. Also, check out this cool sweatshirt my awesome agent Sarah gave me yesterday. I’ll be wearing it to march on Saturday in New York. Which is my other question: who is marching, and where?
A reader named Danielle asked to hear stories of mid-life career reinvention, and I thought this might be an excellent moment for those of you who’ve made big changes to share your stories. I feel like most of you know mine, but for those of you who do not: Once, not so very, very long ago, I was the editor in chief of a fashion magazine. After a decade in the job, I was abruptly shown the door. After a year spent doing absolutely nothing, I started this blog, and it has been one of the most satisfying chapters in my career. My reinvention came about because I was forced to find a new path, but I’m curious about the rest of you: what made those of you who made a monumental change take the big step? Share, please.
A few of you requested to see the contents of my handbag, and I’m happy to indulge, even though the results are far from thrilling, as I like to travel light. Moving clockwise from the top we’ve got: doggie poop bags; my Clare V key chain; a Liberty of London glasses pouch with my reading glasses inside; my Jerome Dreyfuss wallet; Altoids; Dries Van Noten sunglasses; this lipstick; a pen from the Sunset Marquis Hotel in LA, and this most excellent hand sanitizer from Aesop. And my phone, of course, but I had to take this picture with it.