Committed.
One of my favorite books of all time is Eat, Pray, Love. The writer, Elizabeth Gilbert, recounts her [true] whirlwind journey around the world where she ate her way through Italy, found spirituality in India, and met the love of her life in Bali. I am not a big reader beyond your basic magazine article or witty blog but if I do pick up a hard back, it’s from the self-improvement and/or non-fiction section. Shocking, I know.
I highlighted the hell out of that literary dessert. You know it’s a keeper on my bookshelf if 2/3 of pages are yellow. Special shout out to Oprah for the intro. As a writer, when I come across eloquent, articulate, compelling, smart mussings, I want to digest the verbiage and taste it on my palate. True… I do like to eat and the overall process of tasty calorie intake, but that is how intimate I feel with the written word…my sixth sense.
When I heard Elizabeth had another book coming out, Committed, as a quasi sequel to EPL, I did some research with the quickness to learn the deets. It is released in stores tomorrow and I can’t get my hands on it soon enough. The man she meets at the end of the last book becomes her husband, but not necessarily by choice. The American government was deporting him…unless they got married. The same two divorced people who swore never to say ‘I do’ again, recited vows for the sake of sharing a life together.
I’m sitting here watching a rerun Bravo episode of Inside the Actors Studio with Sarah Jessica Parker on the hot seat circa 2008. I watched it back when it first came out but it is lovely to hear her recount S&TC The Movie scenes, as the second one will be released in a few short months. She was explaining where Carrie’s life took her since the series ended and stopped writing about looking for love once she found it, and that on the big screen was writing another book about what happens when you find love.
Quite a common theme I’m seeming to come across in scripts and screenplays. Which leads me to reflect on my own blog. Previously, capturing the experiences and events of my delinquent dating episodes, made sense. But I’m not sure if, now that I’ve, errrr, *re-found* love, I should be recounting the play-by-plays.
I’m working on finetuning my tone, voice and POV through the keyboard. Moving forward I’ll be doing less transcribing posts via storytelling and instead divulging more of my own insights, pondering tidbits, and learnings as I make my way through this transition into duoship. Although I’ve been a serious relationship monogamist since the ripe old age of 12, incorporating the lifelong partner concept is a whole new ballgame at 30.
I’m making a roadtrip to DC this Thursday for a booksigning and reading of Committed. My hope is to find inspiration from meeting & hearing firsthand stories from a successful [4 million+ copies] writer. I happen to find the symbolism delicious seeing that I too am committed to many things this year — finessing my fodder for publishing and navigating my devotion for a lasting love.
