My 15 Minutes of Fame
I know I have alluded to 'my book' on several occassions. I have not come clean on the subject completely before now. It feels like bragging. And I am not a braggart.
Almost a decade (! 1998) ago I spent a few years researching and compiling the local history and genealogy of nearly 1500 men who formed 10 companies in the Army of Northern Virginia serving during the War Between the States.
It was a labor of love. I grew to know many of them in such a personal way by being given access to private correspondance and family papers. In the end I felt like they were my kin, my family, my boys.
What came out in the end was a book. Two copies are in the repository of the Library of Congress. Other than my children, nothing gives me more pride, causes the hairs to stand up on my arms than to walk into the Library of Congress and request to see this book.
If the above link doesn't carry you to the online catalog for my book, search by author "Cobb, Angela W." or by title "Roster of the Confederate Soldiers of Burke County, Georgia 1861 - 1865". CALL NUMBER: F292.B95 C63 1998
It is now out of print. The last remaining copies are in my possession. (It was published when I was still in my first marriage and bears that name. Since then I have remarried, changed my last name, so I am not giving away too much personal info here, as Steven doesn't want to broadcast our last name.)
I have always wanted to be a writer. In my opinion this book does not make me a writer. It makes me a researcher, a historian, a preserver of antiquity.
Although I have been published, my work is in the Library of Congress, I have no idea what it takes or how to go about attracting an agent or a publisher. I also have all of this stuff in my head that wants to be written but when I sit to right it disappears.
In the last year I have lost my ability to be sassy, sexy, coy, vulgar (in a good way if you can understand that) and funny in the written word. There once was a time when only Hope was wittier and quicker with a sharp retort. I don't know where I lost that part of me but knowing I have lost it makes me feel old.
I don't know if that is my mojo I lost but I want it back.
What? Your sassy and witty as heck. Not so vulgar, though.
You're tired. You just cooked corn beef and cabbage and nursed a baby.
Sleep, my coy one.
And you SHOULD be proud of that book.
Hi Angie, good luck with that Mojo. Personally, I think the Mo takes longer to come back than the Jo.
and as for the writerly thing, don't underestimate the benefit of having One Whole Book under your belt. I suspect it's like marriages. Having been married once may not make you a better spouse, but it certainly, statistically makes you more likely to be married again! (and I speak as one twice-married woman to another - think of your single friends, hmmm?)
And finally - you asked about butter in Australia? It usually comes in 250gram sticks - which I think is roughly half a pound? I'm no good on Imperial measurements - I just know that I won't use any American recipes that talk about "a stick of butter" because I know it will be different to ours!!
Thanks for dropping by, Angie. Your Mojo is just a wee bit tired, I'm sure. You've been a bit busy lately... That's so cool about your book. History needs to be preserved.
I, too, have a butter vessel. Mine is a butter boat. My mom found it on QVC of all places and it works great!! We eat a lot of butter and it keeps our butter soft, fresh, and yummy.
Denise from moodswingcreations.com made my template. She's the best!! I need to get a button from her to put on my blog so she can get some serious credit.
Have a great day!
LadyBug
Oh, Angie. Darling, you are tired. You just spent 9 months growing a baby and pushing him out.
Not to mention all the other stuff you do on a constant basis. (Have you ever noticed what my link to you says on my sidebar? Put your cursor on it to read it. I crack myself up.)
You haven't lost your saucy personality, I promise. It's just napping right now because it is worn out.
Listen to Miz S. She's 10 years older and oh-so-wise.
mojo comes, mojo goes, mojo returns... it's the circle of mojo!
Raehan is right! You have too much other stuff to do right now. Your mojo will come back - and I still see you as sassy and clever and sexy will come back after you finish nursing, won't it.....LOL
don't kid yourself: you have an ABUNDANCE of mojo. You're just at a different place in your life now. Not bad, just different.
You're amazing and you'll eventually feel like it again
:)
and you are too witty. In a snarky, oh-my-God-I-Can't-believe-she-said-that" way......
The day you lose your mojo the world will weep. Go back and read your old posts and you will see it is still around. Then go make yourself some of that sexy meatloaf and dance like the world is watching.
Miz S is right you did an insane amount of stuff since moving into your home and all in ONE year! You'll always be all those things to me, but I promise to tell your children whatever you want.
When I was pregnant with my oldest daughter, I got my first cavity. It happened again when I was pregnant with #2. I was also very anemic with both. It's not a joke that while we are creating theses wonders in our bellies, we give them every last drop of us. They take it all- brain cells, iron from our blood, tooth enamel (somehow)and even our mojo. They suck it all out and become better than we are - which is exactly what we want.
You're just exhausted from creating another perfect little human. Don't worry. It will all come back with sleep and time. Besides, you're the only one who even notices that it is missing ;-)
xo
I still hear the mojo and sass loud and clear.
And congratulations on the book. That is a huge accomplishment, and something to be truly proud of.