Someone from back home (Washington state) asked me the last week, "How's the book tour going?" my response was, "I'm on a book tour?!?!" Here's the email I just sent to my tribe...
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Today’s question is “What advice do you have to keep the momentum even when there isn’t an actual deadline?”
I wrote this song for the Bushwick Book Club's most recent concert featuring songs inspired by Lindy West's book Shrill: Notes from a Loud Woman. (Pictured above, you'll see her sitting right in front of the stage! No pressure!) Lindy West is most definitely one of my modern heroines. She writes these killer articles for the New York Times and always has such important, powerful things to say.
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I know us artists can overdramatize things sometimes...but HOLY HELL. Today was such a shit show of grief!
I mean, yes, there are always great reasons to not do anything, but when it comes to making the birth of this weekly show as big a deal as possible, I'll gladly crank it hard to the right and yell, "Why The HELL Not?!" Part of this leads me to something which I'm floored to announce...
Alternative Blog Post Title: "I Don't Have Time To Write Songs for a Kids Album! ...Or Do I?" I've got a lot going on these days - writing a book and getting ready to release a new album. As part of raising funds to release this album, I've set an album pre-order level for anyone to commission an original or cover song.
- I have an editor. (Hi Lisa!)
- She read her first draft, (my 8th draft) of a book I wrote.
- I still have a lot of slicing, dicing, and revisions left to complete.
If I was wearing three layers of socks, each of those statements would blow all three layers off. I am absolutely flabbergasted that I've gotten this far, especially during this month in particular.
In the lulls between songwriting, album-making, and concert performing, I've been slowly working on writing a book. Let me tell you, it's been a SLOW, slow, slow slog. This morning I woke up *really* discouraged.
It started as innocently as my 13-year-old self, with a daily “Dear Diary.” I tore through blank notebooks and journals like a hungry omnivore at a Korean BBQ restaurant...