One of my favorite novels is Lady Luck’s Map to Vegas by Barbara Samuel. That story resonated with me and it’s one of those books I wish I could have written. It may be the thing that continues to push me to keep writing until I can write a book like that.
My copy is now packed so I can’t quote the opening verbatim but it’s something like, “I can’t live my whole life without somebody else knowing the truth of it.”
Here’s a brief description:
Thirty years ago, Eldora regaled her twin girls with glamorous stories about her days as a Las Vegas showgirl – stories of martinis and music at the Sahara, back when Frank and Sammy ruled the town. But the story of how she really ended up in Sin City, and the unsavory life she’d run from with her daughters in tow, is full of details she’s never seen fit to share-until now.
As mother and daughter sail down Route 66, the very road Eldora drove those many years ago, looking for Gypsy, while passing motels, diners, and souvenir shops, Eldora must relive a lifetime of memories that have tormented her before she can put them to rest once and for all. . . .
As an Orthodox/Eastern Catholic Christian convert, confession was new to me. Okay, in the Jehovah’s Witness world, if you did something really awful (you were usually caught – you rarely came forward willingly), you “confessed” to the elders. This was something to avoid at all cost.
As a Catholic (also Eastern Orthodox), confession is a Sacrament and a healing opportunity. If you’ve read many self-help books, you’ll see that it is true “confession is good for the soul” so how wonderful it is that as Catholics, both Eastern and Western, we have this built-in benefit. But it’s something you have to reach out for and it’s not easy.
Before any good confession is a self-examination. That’s so not easy. It’s interesting, though, that Eldora in the novel feels unfulfilled if nobody knows her secrets because then nobody on this earth knows who she really is. And we all want to be known – we keep secrets because we’re afraid we won’t be accepted or loved.
At each one of our moves, there were those who bemoaned how difficult moving is. Actually, for me, moving is relatively easy. It’s a time for new beginnings, to leave the past behind, and new adventures, to leave the every day humdrum of life behind. It became addicting.
I’m moving back home and excited as I am about that possibility, I also know it’s time to face the hard stuff. It’s time to put down roots, to stay put no matter the challenges because moving on isn’t the answer. It’s time to start a new job, to build relationships, to answer to others, and to perform in a way that pleases others.
As stay-at-home writers, we can get so used to a daily schedule that is suited to us. We can stay in our Pjs until right before hubby comes home when we jump in the shower and hope he doesn’t catch us still drying our hair – lol! (It doesn’t bother him but it bothers me.)
We can exercise our imagination and creativity and not have judgment passed on our work. We can create our own time schedules, when we want to eat lunch with a built-in nap afterwards. We don’t have deadlines, only self-imposed deadlines, especially if are Indie authors.
It’s been a couple of years since I published with a publisher so when I received the edits from the editor, a part of me was reluctant to do it “her” way – I’d become accustomed to doing it my way – I could ignore edits my editor marked. But I will do it her way because I want this book to be the best it can be. I want to work with others and not feel so isolated.
Of course, I am also starting a new day job so I will also have to answer to a boss and co-workers on the job, writing, editing, and delivering according to their time frame. I know I can do it – I’m very good at meeting deadlines, but, still, it will be an adjustment. Just getting up in the morning and showering before coffee will be an adjustment. In preparation, it’s been a time of real self-examination.
Because, as Socrates said, “The unexamined life is not worth living.” And sometimes, to get what you really want in life, you have to do the hard stuff.