12 December 2006

Aren't Husbands Just the Greatest?

Here's the thing ...

I just finished writing "The Flyer", a 20th Century Historical for Medallion Press, and emailed it off to my editor. I recently discovered that she edits on her computer these days, instead of on paper with a red pen (which has an apparently infinite supply of ink based upon my last round of edits), so I asked if I should send a hard copy of the book in as well.

Yes, I should.

However, recent computer issues that included the demise of two laptops and a desktop, the 'retirement' of another laptop and finally the purchase of a very nice Toshiba (Merry Christmas to me), I have no printer.

When I'd finished 'The Flyer', my husband suggested that I send a copy to him via email for safekeeping. (Note computer issues above... we are now incredibly distrustful of anything with a 'brain', including ourselves LOL)

I did so, and immediately put this project out of my mind. Done. Gone. Back to real life, laundry and on to the next project.

Ahhhh, but my husband remembered that I needed a hard copy and sent me an email tonight, just a few hours ago, stating simply that he'd printed a copy of the book at work and that he was sure it was another great one. That's it. Just a few short words that meant the world to me, because he loves me.

I don't know why, exactly.

I can't cook. I rarely cook. Mt. Laundry is increasing in mass daily. I've seen cleaner bathrooms in truckstops along I-7o (I'm reletively certain Ms. Spears would put her shoes ON to enter mine). I am terrible with money. Bills? Who are Bills? Do I know him?

But he loves me. Not Bill. Keith. Keith thinks I'm great. He thinks my books are great. He is my personal hero and I just wanted to toss it out to the cosmos.

I'm so happy to be here, and I'm looking forward to meeting new folks, as well as hanging out with old friends like Deborah Brent and Karen Mercury. *waving*

Thanks for the invite Carrie! I'll try not to let you down.



Delia DeLeest said...

I've got a husband like that too. When people ask me what I do, I tend to mumble a bit about being a mom and doing a little writing while he says loudly and proudly "She's a writer!" He's already made me promise to not go on extended book tours when I make the NYT Bestseller list. How can you not love a guy with that kind of confidence in you?

We're both pretty lucky, aren't we?

Jacquie said...

Me, three.

I have friends whose spouses are not so supportive and I really feel sorry for them.

Welcome, Marjorie!


carrie_lofty said...

This is a topic particularly close to my heart at the moment. I have been feeling a little frazzled, trying to juggle the personal responsibilities of being a stay-at-home-mom and an aspiring writer at the same time. I talked to my husband last night. No matter what anyone else of my friends or in my family think about my aspirations, he's behind me. Which is the best.

Kim Iverson Headlee said...

LOL. My husband is what I call "The Critic's Critic." I mean, I've even caught him critiquing obituaries! But his powers of logic are simply superb, and he's quite widely read, which makes him an excellent first reader for my work. Sometimes I'll even bounce plot ideas off him. Although I wish to Heaven that his tact could be a bit more evident . . . the first comment he ever made about my fiction, more than a decade ago, made me so hopping mad I barely spoke to him for a week! And yet, while I was stewing about what he had said, I had to admit to myself that his comment was perfectly valid - if imperfectly delivered.

He's learned a bit more sensitivity since then, and when he senses that I'm down over some publishing pitfall or another, he's the first one to lift my spirits. But if he thinks my head is getting too big, he'll be the first one to remind me that my writing nets me about $1.49 per hour . . . if that much.

Gotta love 'im!
Kim D Headlee
Author, LIBERTY, writing as Kimberly Iverson, HQN Books, ISBN 0373771347, on sale now
Author, DAWNFLIGHT, ISBN 0671020412