Damn You Jen Lancaster. Damn you.

Andrew left to go to his parent's for dinner about an hour ago and I was voicing my distress to him about how I keep freaking out about feedback results and who has and hasn't responded and how I know none of this really matters but somehow does in my world because I'm a worrier and want to be "liked" and loved by everyone, regardless how I personally feel about them and that I know I just need to shut-up and write because otherwise all of this effort is in vain and blah blah blah.....

He politely listened to me rant, as he always does and simply asked me if I had ever thought about emailing Jen Lancaster about networking and the process of getting published and such. (He's so sweet that he knows she's one of my favorite memoir writers/bloggers, so I couldn't help smiling at the fact that he knows me so well....sigh He's so very awesome.)

I then proceeded to go into another rant about how, yes. I had thought about doing this but sometimes she can be mean, in fact that's one of her qualities that she's known for through her writing and though I find it funny when it's about someone else, I would be devastated if she were mean or sarcastic towards me and I know I would not handle this well and cease all writing from then on out.

Then I randomly went to her website and found the FAQ section on her blog. I stupidly began reading it out loud and found this:

http://www.jennsylvania.com/jennsylvania/contact.html (See section entitled:

"Do you have advice for someone who hopes to be a writer?")

She totally called me out and she doesn't even know it. Thank you Jen Lancaster for both being one of my heroes and for kicking my ass back into actually writing via your words alone. 

And thank you Andrew for not telling me "I told you so."

You both truly rock.