Many people make resolutions right now. I don’t. Seems silly to me, and full of fail every year I’ve tried. I’ll quit smoking, I’ll get into shape, I’ll..I’ll..I’ll… yeah, no I won’t.
What I do do at the new year, is reflect. Look back. Where have I been, what have I done, what was good, what wasn’t.
This year as I look back, most of was I see was … a damn hard year. Several ups, many downs and a whole lot of round and rounds. I don’t want to look at or talk about the hard things. I don’t like them, and as I’ve said before, my blog is my happy place. My up place. So I decided to blog about a day this year that even looking back on, 6 months later, still just rocks my fucking socks to no end.
It was June, 28th. I will never forget it. It was about 4:00 in the afternoon. I was home, in my room, playing on Facebook with some friends, just having a grand ol’ time. Nothing but fun. All of a sudden, a friend of mine, who also happens to be my favorite author disappeared right in the middle of it all. Threw up a little status thingy that said he was “cooking something up”… and vanished.
He reappeared with a “the deed is done. Goodnight” and vanished again. Several minutes later my email went off.
It was 4:34 p.m.
I switched over to find he’d sent me a copy of a WIP. I was confused. I opened it, and what I found in there caught me by such surprise, it took me several attempt to process what I saw. It was a dedication page, “To Black Mamba and her Posse” it read. I looked at it again… yep, that’s what it said… um… I’m Black Mamba… I thought… looked at it again… and I screamed.
I screamed so loud…people came running to see what the hell was wrong with me. After I screamed, and assured everyone I didn’t lop off a limb or something, I almost hyperventilated. I flailed about, like a crazy person, and went back to FB.
He was gone.
I flailed like that for the rest of the night. I had no idea if I could even say anything about it to anyone. I fired off several emails to him… WAIT… COME BACK HERE… GET OUT OF BED!!!! LOL, I stayed in that condition until the next day.
Never will I forget that moment. Ever. I still have no idea why he did that. And it doesn’t matter. It was so fucking awesome, best day last year, best moment, hands down.
I still have that. The email. That dedication page. It’s waiting to be framed, just right, when the real book comes out. I have plans for that. It’s going to be awesome.
Out of all the days this year, with it's several ups, many downs and a whole lot of round and rounds… that day… June 28, 2010, 4:34pm…for the win.
The book comes out this year. May I think. Plan on hearing a lot more about this one. This book is very special to me. It always will be. Because of that day, that moment.
What is it? Besides the best book ever… I the whole wide world?
Scorpion by Aleksandr Voinov
And all I can say now is…
Thank you. You made my whole year.