It’s me, Karin. Yeah, I know, you’re probably scratching your head and asking, “Karin who?”
That’s ok, go ahead, release your sarcasm, embrace it. I deserve it. I mean, when was the last time we sat down and just talked? Just the two of us, one-on-one, face-to-face, me relaxed, smiling, sipping my coffee, you, happy and chatty, telling me all about your day, grateful that I haven’t put you on hold, said, excuse me, I need to answer the door, or skipped over your email or not returned your three dozen voicemails?
Oh and that fb message? Yeah, well, I figured after two months you had assumed I must have deleted it by mistake. And those chapters you sent me months ago and asked me to turn around because you wanted to send the proposal to your agent before she left for the entire month of May? Oops.
Dear, Oldest and Dearest Friends, I love you. You are my rocks, my go-to girls, my calm in the storm of this crazy business. Yes, I know I have an odd way of showing it. I should have responded to the email where you asked if I was freakin’ still alive?! Actually, I should have called. Oh, and to my bestie, all of that work you do for me because you are just that wonderful? I’ve been meaning to send you flowers and Godiva chocolate, but, you see, I suck and haven’t.
Dear, Hubby, I’m really sorry, I haven’t looked at those chapters you have been asking me to look at for two months now. I know I told you I would do it first thing after I wrapped up my revisions. And, well, yes, they have been done for seven weeks now, and I meant to take a look, but, well, what can I say, I suck. I love you. I promise I will get to them as soon as I’m done writing this blog. Really. Cross my heart and hope to die…
Dear, BLOOD LAW, I’m really sorry I haven’t pimped you the way you deserve to be pimped. I know, I know, I did a crazy blog blitz with ENEMY LOVER, and yes, I did have those cool L.O.S.T. mugs made, and yes, you’re right, I had bookmarks made for ENEMY LOVER too. I’m sorry I didn’t do the same for you, I’ve been busy. Would it mean anything to you if I told you, that out of all of my books you are the most controversial and kick-ass, and that as I wrote you, I felt emancipated? I can’t say that to the other books. Only to you. xo
Dear, Yahoo Loops, I’m really sorry I have been MIA. If I were honest, I’d tell you I’m just wrung out and plain old tired. That my job is sucking the life out of me, and that I have very little left at the end of the day. I try to pop in and say, hello, or answer pertinent questions or lend a quick helping hand, but I know that isn’t enough most of the time. I promise to do better.
Dear, Accumulated Email, I’m really sorry you have been waiting so long to be returned. You must have a complex by now. I’ll pay for therapy. In the mean time, I promise I’ll try harder to return you.
Dear, Readers, I vacillate over words, characters, plot, pace and settings. I write until the wee hours of most nights. Then rewrite, and rewrite again. I live on coffee, chocolate and your demand for more of my books. Yeah, my life is crazy. I get tired, worn out and sometimes just want to walk away from the laptop, but I always come back. My love affair with romance will always bring me back. Like an addict who loves their drug, I say, screw rehab. I love the high, the thrill, and even the crash that comes after because once I crash, then I can get my next fix and do it all over again, and I live for this shit.
Dear, Friends and Family, thank you for putting up with my lousy behavior. Thank you for still loving and supporting me despite my lack of involvement in your lives these past months. I could not do it without you because as much as I love the thrill of my job, it would mean nothing without you all in my life. So, I guess we’re kind of stuck with each other.
In closing, I invite you to tell me where you have slacked lately and your plans to remedy it. I mostly want to know this because it might make me feel a little better knowing I’m not the only slacker friend and or family member out there. 🙂
PS, to my Marine Recruit son, Will, I love you, baby! We’re on the downside of that gigantic mountain you just climbed! Stay strong, stay focused, and keep kicking ass. Ooh rah!