If you've been following my blog for the last six years, you may remember me mentioning a little book I was working on Way Back When called BabyFat: Adventures in Motherthood, Weight Loss, & Trying to Stay Sane.
Six years? Holy hell, y'all. Stubborn and Bullheaded comes in handy every now and then, doesn't they?
So anyway, if you're new, the Cliff Notes version is this:
*I started writing the humorous memoir with the Obvious Title when Eliana was two. She's almost eight now and Dear Fucking God, someone hold me because I AM Not Ready.
*A Lot of agents told me No. About the book thing, in case your're wondering if agents are, in fact, super magical beings in charge of things like the sunrise and your general self-esteem. They aren't. (I think).
*I have Always Sucked at Listening. Ask my mom. The Husband will back her up. Vehemently.
*I Kept Writing.
*More People told me No.
*I said Thank You out loud and Kiss My Ass inside my head.
*I finished the book.
*A whole lot of Nothing, Nothing, Insert Reaffirmation of Lifelong Goals after Gratuitous Phase of Doubt and Despair Here, Chocolate and Wine Because OBVIOUSLY, and sometimes, even, ATTHESAMETIME, Blah, Blah, Blah and more of The Nothing...
*I got a column, but it seems 4.5 million readers was not enough upon which to build the Ever-Elusive "Platform". Go figure. Naturally...
*More Nothing followed. But...
*I kept Not Listening to The No's and searching for The Yes.
So now that my publisher has validated my feelings and my very existence by virtue of a book deal for #BabyFat, I am revising (again) and need your tweets. Or Blog post snippets. Or Facebook upates.
Hey to the What, now?
Lemme 'splain, Lucy...
You see, as a memoir, the book is obviously a reflection of me and social media is a ginourmous part of how I connect with the world and even -gasp!- make and keep in regular contact with some of my best friends. As a nod to my twitter, Facebook, and blogging habit, I decided long ago to lead into each chapter with a social media update relevant to the story (read: Motherhood, self, and body image) taken from very real and often hysterical followers and friends.
Like this one from my friend, Jen Hajer:
And this one from my friend, NuckingFutsMom:
@nuckingfutsmom: I put out & I cooked yesterday. I'm good for the next month, right.
So where do you come in? I need more! Whether it be a Facebook update, a snappy lead-in for a blog post, or a tweet, I need you to comb through your social media streams for your hysterical, snarky, and oh-so-honest-it-hurts updates and show me what you've got. I don't care if it's an update from seven years ago or one you create just for the purposes of trying to get your tweet published in my book; so long as it doesn't read like you're trying too hard and does read like mothers everywhere can and will totally relate, I'm all for you showing me what you've got. I'm not looking for novels, people. You've got a better chance of being immortalized in print if your Brilliance can be expressed in 140 or less.
Tweet me with the #BabyFat hashtag with the URL to your original (created by you) submission, or include the hashtag on any new updates you think fit the bill. Alternately, you can share you submission in the blog comments right here. While I'm nearing completion on final revisions, any social media updates hasthagged for possible inclusion in #BabyFat also are eligible to be selected for (properly attributed) graphic quotes and art prints and may possibly be used in book promos to get ready for the launch. The shorter they are, the more mileage you're contribution will get in related social media book promos if selected.
If your social media update is selected for publication, I will contact you to make sure I get your name spelled correctly and your blog or website URL so that I can properly thank you in my acknowledgments and throw you all the book launch promo love I can. We can talk about other perks as I I figure things out. Like maybe a signed copy because (to borrow a phrase from my friend Stefanie Wilder-Taylor)...
Come on, Internet. I'm waiting.
Show me what ya've got. (And that first link? It's an essay by Jeanne Veillette Bowerman and trust me on this when I say you need to read it. You'll never look at cabbage the same way again.)