Wednesday, August 6, 2008
The Loveliest Village...
*Blog creeeeeeks open, Rachel batters back cobwebs* Oh, wow, little blog! You've been so neglected! Don't worry, I'll fix you up!
Okay, so yeah, my blog has been really dead for, like, 6 weeks. Sorry! I was really holding out for my deal announcement before I blogged, but since that has not happened yet (hooray for summer in the publishing industry! Everything slows down like whoa! Although I've heard that it's actually worse around Thanksgiving/Christmas, so chew on THAT, aspiring authors!) I figured I'd better blog now, epecially since it might be awhile before I can blog again as WE ARE MOVING!
That's right, Rachel, The Husband, and Small Son are taking their act on the road. We're heading back to Auburn, Alabama, which is where The Husband and I met nearly 10 years ago when we were both in school there. In fact, school is the reason we're moving, since The Book Deal That I Still (No, Seriously, STILL) Can't Talk About means that The Husband gets to go back to school full time, a prospect which has filled him with ridiculous amounts of glee. After years of teaching high school, and therefore being VERY much under the thumb of The Man, the thought that BOTH of us will be working for ourselves, answering to no one (well, except for my editor!) is...well, it's mindblowing. And even though we have many dear friends here in Huntsville that we will miss terribly, we're very excited to live in Auburn again. As you can see from the picture above, it's absolutely gorgeous- very much the typical college town. It's also about 3 hours closer to both of our families, which is HUGE. A five hour drive with Small Son could be a torture technique employed by the CIA.
It's very weird to think that exactly 10 years after I first left home for Auburn, I'm going back again. It feels right, somehow, and very Circle of Life-y. Moving to Auburn in 1998, I was naive and more than a litle sheltered, and still trying to figure out who I wanted to be (and thinner. Damn you, easily accessible chicken fingers in the bottom of Haley Center!) Auburn was, to quote the uber-lame remake of Sabrina, the town in which I met myself. It marked the beginning of a whole new chapter in my life then, and it's marking this new chapter, too.
Wish us luck!