Wooo! Wooo! Okay, I have done the marketing announcement.
I am so tired today. I was having trouble sleeping and took Advil PM. I know I slept enough but I swear my head just wants to tip over. It doesn’t help that the refrigerator is driving me nuts. About two weeks ago, our fridge started to make this persistent buzzing. It sounds like a fan that’s just not working properly. The buzzing sound ranges from really annoying to outlawed torture levels that can be heard even with noise cancelling headphones. The fridge is under warranty, and some part for it needs to be replaced. The part was shipped to us, but because of the weather it was severely delayed. It finally got here and I am trying to get Best Buy to find someone to instal it before our scheduled Friday appointment. They are trying their best and I am grateful. I actually had to unplug the fridge a couple of times to save my sanity.
Today will be the day of cleaning, because husband comes home, and for some reason, even though he knows what the house looks like when we are on a deadline, I feel a very strong urge to make it nice and to marinade some steaks.
We talk a lot on this blog about the business side of writing: the deadlines, the money, and the assorted publishing woes that are associated with it. I thought I would talk a little bit about what it actually means to be a writer. There is a part in Fate’s Edge, where a character is watching a wyvern approach and thinks that if the sky could dream, it would dream of dragons. People really love dragons. It’s often quoted.
I ran across another mention of it this morning, so I googled it. People use it as a headline on Tumblr. It appears as a caption on dragon images. It is retweeted, pinned, referenced in a book, and quoted by a tattoo studio. Sometimes it is attributed to us, sometimes it isn’t. We won’t get any money or recognition from it and that doesn’t matter, because that’s not at all the point. The words we wrote have taken on a life of their own. As long as people love dragons, somewhere on some corner of the internet this quote will live. It will probably outlive us and maybe fifty years from now, someone will find it and like it and scribble it in their journal or type it as a headline to their blog, because it will mean something to them. When I see it, it makes me smile, because I secretly know we wrote that.
PS. The only way this would be cooler is if we had written, “Do not meddle in the affairs of Dragons, for you are crunchy and taste good with ketchup!” Alas, we were not that witty. Nobody seems to know what the origin of that quote is, but some people have suggested it’s a clever paraphrase from Tolkien.