So last year I wrote an eBook called How to Care About Humans
. And this year I wrote a novel
and I'm about to write a second part to that novel so I've been fairly well immersed in the characters, plot and promotion of that novel.
A few months ago I got a new coworker named Richard and we have lots of fun reading my books together. We really had some great discussions while reading the novel so after we were finished I was looking for something else to read and we started reading Humans (which is my autobiography).
It has been a really, really enjoyable experience. I hadn't read the book in about a year and I had forgotten how I much of it goes. Richard likes to form really strong opinions on everything so he's the ultimate reading partner. I only have one last week of working there (and we only work together two days a week) so we're trying to cram as much reading in as we can and discussing a little bit less. We're through chapter 14 out of 19 so this week we'll see how much of the rest (the Heather chapters) we can get through.
He's very adamant about what a wonderful person Dawn is. And she is. But it's odd because they've never met face to face (that I know of) and he feels so strongly about it all.
We've read a lot about our boss who's also been my friend since high school. That's probably a unique perspective to get about your boss.
It's amusing the hushed tones with which we read about *gasp* porn/erotica.
As I'm rereading it, I become more fully aware of how much more Mikey and Jim are supposed to be in it. And Bryan. Seems like I've managed to underemphasize many of my major friendships.
Last night I read the portion that spoke of my mother's death. I had no idea how hard that was going to be. I don't read it often. It was just as hard to read as it was to write.
A lot has happened to me in my kookie little life span. I did a pretty good job of writing about it.