Hi everyone, and welcome to my first ever blog.
I am very excited, because my memoir, "Oy Vey, My Daughter's Gay", is about to hit the cyber bookshelves. This is a stunning achievement for me, as I have worked on the book for over a year, and have soldiered on through the depressingly regular traumas of computer technology. My usual motto, 'if at first you don't succeed, give up', whilst having been sorely tested, has been resisted.
And I'm not the only one who's impressed. A friend once described me as being the only person she'd ever met who didn't have the patience to finish a mini-croissant. (Sadly it's true. I got bored, and handed the last bite to my long-suffering husband John, who blames his ever ballooning stomach on me).
In reality, the writing of the book was a breeze. It's a memoir, so the stories already existed in my head. All I had to do was write them down. I was finished in less than three months, and sat back quietly smug about the whole experience. 'Why were people always griping about the difficult the time and effort it took to produce a book?'
I was shocked out of my complacency rather smartly by one word: Editing. it took me another nine months to edit the book, with considerable help from my eponymous daughter Lila. When that was finally done I handed it to my lovely editor Lindsay, and sat back to bask in the knowledge that my work was now officially over. I was wrong, wrong wrong. Lila was right there to welcome me to the wonderful world of social networking. I am now on Twitter and Facebook, and with this webpage and blog I have reached another milestone. Never mind that I accidentally deleted this blog halfway through. Fingers crossed, when I press the button at the top of the page it will fly out into cyberspace and onto your waiting computers, laptops, i-phones, or whatever other new technology has been invented behind my back this week..
I am very excited, because my memoir, "Oy Vey, My Daughter's Gay", is about to hit the cyber bookshelves. This is a stunning achievement for me, as I have worked on the book for over a year, and have soldiered on through the depressingly regular traumas of computer technology. My usual motto, 'if at first you don't succeed, give up', whilst having been sorely tested, has been resisted.
And I'm not the only one who's impressed. A friend once described me as being the only person she'd ever met who didn't have the patience to finish a mini-croissant. (Sadly it's true. I got bored, and handed the last bite to my long-suffering husband John, who blames his ever ballooning stomach on me).
In reality, the writing of the book was a breeze. It's a memoir, so the stories already existed in my head. All I had to do was write them down. I was finished in less than three months, and sat back quietly smug about the whole experience. 'Why were people always griping about the difficult the time and effort it took to produce a book?'
I was shocked out of my complacency rather smartly by one word: Editing. it took me another nine months to edit the book, with considerable help from my eponymous daughter Lila. When that was finally done I handed it to my lovely editor Lindsay, and sat back to bask in the knowledge that my work was now officially over. I was wrong, wrong wrong. Lila was right there to welcome me to the wonderful world of social networking. I am now on Twitter and Facebook, and with this webpage and blog I have reached another milestone. Never mind that I accidentally deleted this blog halfway through. Fingers crossed, when I press the button at the top of the page it will fly out into cyberspace and onto your waiting computers, laptops, i-phones, or whatever other new technology has been invented behind my back this week..