Before I get to the topic at hand, I want to share two bits of news from my world–both super fun. First: The ultrasound results are in, and we’re having … another boy! This makes three boys for us. Deb Sarah Pekkanen tells me that life with three males (four, if you count the hubs) is perfectly wonderful. And because Sarah seems to be a.) honest, b.) super fun, and c.) still sane, I’m inclined to believe that I’m in for great fun.
And, in other news, I received my first-pass pages of THE VIOLETS OF MARCH on Friday. For anyone who doesn’t know (heck, I’m new to this too!), this is the first proof of the final, type-set pages of your manuscript before it’s printed into galleys or books. It’s a fun place to be for an author because it means you’re one step closer to publication, and yet, it’s also scary because it’s your last chance to make changes before it goes to press–a haunting thought after working on said manuscript off and on for the better part of the last two years!
And now, ahem, to more pressing news: my hobbies, or lack of hobbies. You see, my husband has been after me for years to get a real hobby. He has lots of them: woodworking, golfing, video-gaming (apparently men still feel 14 when they’re 35), and so on. Me? I’ve thrown myself into my work for so long that my answer to “what’s your hobby” is generally, “um, well, I’m a writer–does that count?” I even blogged about my hobby dilemma over on Glamour.com recently, and my readers piped up in the comments section with lots of cool hobbies that I wished I had. Still, I do have a few things in my life that may fall in the hobby category. They include:
Gardening: I have packed out (and I mean, packed!) the planting spaces of my 7,000 square-feet Seattle garden. I’m proud of my Japanese maples, dahlias, lavender, zinnias, hydrangeas, roses, huge rhododendrons, lilacs, and the enormous herb garden loaded with oregano, mint, sage and sorrel, a good share of weeds, and, oh, a pumpkin plant that’s looking really anemic right now. I should add: The dog ate all of my heirloom tomatoes. So much for that. If you’re interested, you can see some pics of what my garden is looking like now, here.
Cooking/Baking: My husband says cooking doesn’t count as a real hobby because, a.) we have to eat to live–where’s the hobby in that? and b.) I write about food and test recipes for a living, so it’s basically all work (I frequently force my brood to eat my kitchen experiments–ask them how they felt about the spicy chipotle barbecue sauce I tested for Glamour a few months ago). In any case, I do love to cook. I made a fab peach pie over the weekend at the beach with peaches from my in-laws tree. Divine! Here’s a pic, to induce salivating.
Running: I’m with Deb Elise on the love (or love-hate relationship with) of running. I love the peace, the solitude, the runner’s high, and the amazing thing running does for your overall strength and cardio health. Here’s a little more on how I learned to love the sport–because I didn’t always love it!
Now, the hobbies I wish I could get into? Knitting, for one. I would love to be one of those women who pulls out her knitting needles to work on a scarf or a sweater whenever she has a break, or while watching TV–such an awesome use of spare time, and I bet it’s really soothing hearing the click of those needles. And, second, bird-watching. I know, I know, but really–I totally get a rush when I see an interesting bird in my yard. What? You don’t get excited about birds too?!
There you have it! Hobbies a la Deb Sarah.
Let’s talk hobbies! Any you wish you could develop?
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