I don’t like it. To wait. I’m not a patient person. At all. Which is probably why life, destiny, the Universe, call It however you like, seems to be testing me at the moment – BIG TIME. So I can grow, you know… Boy, sometimes, I wonder how much growing one has to do before they can consider themselves all grown-up. In my case, the process is taking its sweet time, for sure. Anyway, I was saying that life is testing me. Not only has IT decided that I was to be, for an undetermined amount of time, a full-time-at-home-mother-with-two-kids-on-summer-break-during-the-Indian-Monsoon (as if that weren’t already taxing my energy – not to mention how it has reduced my writing time to almost nothing), but it also decided to play tricks on my computer and I now have LOST the little that I had been able to produce in the past few weeks! Am I entitled to throw a tantrum or what ? But that is not all. I must also wait some more before I can tell the name of the illustrator of my book. I’d like to shout out the news to the whole world – the one that’s interested, anyway, and, well everyone else, too, actually. But I can’t.
For weeks and weeks, I’ve been a good girl and kept my mouth shut. Well, I must continue to keep it shut, and wait some more. Did I mention I don’t like to wait? Well, bear with me, because I’m going to repeat it: I don’t like to wait. I understand, of course. Still, it’s difficult.
I also would love to get in touch with said illustrator. Not to give pointers, or control the work, no, I swear. Come on, I’m not like that. Or am I? No, I’m not, or at least, I can control my controlling tendencies. Sure, I can! In the end, what matters is the book, right? I’m not unreasonable, you know.
It’s just that I love meeting interesting people involved in interesting activities. Also, this particular person presently spends a lot of quality time with my baby, and that naughty baby hasn’t called, hasn’t written, hasn’t even sent an email to his mommy to let her know how things are going. Maybe he received the same marching order : Keep mum! Or maybe he’s turning into a precocious teenager, sprouting wings and very happy to be away from old writerly me. Living with an illustrator is bound to be much more colorful – I just couldn’t resist that one 🙂 There will be different smells, too. Paint. Turpentine. I only hope he’s not watching too much TV. Two daughters doing just that under this roof is quite enough.
Anyway, that’s that. It’s a good preparation for the day my kids leave for college. I know, I’m complaining that I can’t write because they are around, and I’m already worrying about the day they’ll go to college. What can I say? I’m full of contradictions. Aren’t we all?
Where was I? Ah, yes, what makes it all worse is that I actually understand my editor’s reason for not wanting me to get in touch with said illustrator right now (provided that said illustrator whose name I cannot yet disclose shows an interest in responding, of course. ) It had not occurred to me, and yet, it makes total sense. She wants to give the illustrator the space and time to immerse herself in the story, to wrap herself in it so she can make it hers. Because, Katia, don’t you forget that you’ve written a picture book, and in picture book, there is the word “picture,” and you have no talent whatsoever to draw pictures, remember? TWO names will appear on the cover. Not that I mind sharing the cover with another person. If I did, I wouldn’t have written a picture book, come on ! And sharing the cover with someone with such an interesting background and interests is really exciting. I totally look forward to it. That is precisely the reason I’m dying to share all this information.
But I can’t. Not yet. Did I mention how… DIFFICULT that is?
Anyway, in order to ease some of my frustration and avoid a messy implosion, I just disclosed 3 tiny pieces of information about the illustrator. Who’s been paying attention here ? Yes, The illustrator is a SHE. She has an interesting background, even more so considering where the book takes place. Ha ha, hint, hint… And finally, she’s involved in interesting things. You want to know more ? Well, you have to be patient. Yes, I know, it’s DIFFICULT. But you can do it. If I can, anyone can. Soon… Soon… Soon…