Call it a midlife crisis. Call it anything you like, but I have always wanted to write a
book. I wanted to write a book that
people would read, that they could come away from with a greater sense of self
and self worth. More importantly I
wanted to write a book that women would read.
I decided to write a book for women, about women and by a woman.
I have clung to my dream of writing a book since
high school. I was sort of the class
poet. I wrote poems about broken
hearts. As a teenage girl I considered
myself an expert on this matter.
Whenever one of my friends got ceremoniously “dumped” I was ready and
waiting with a poem. Of course I wrote
other types of poetry, but falling in love, unrequited love and love gone wrong
seemed to fill most of my pages. I
fully intended to publish a book of poetry.
I was going to go to college and study Creative Writing. I thought maybe I would write for a
newspaper, have a column like my idol, Erma Bombeck. She was the greatest. I
remember an assignment in 11th Grade Journalism to write 10
questions you would ask a famous person whom you admire. I chose Erma. I liked her sarcastic wit, and the fact that she wrote as if she
were talking. I have probably been
influenced by her writing style quite a bit.
I wanted to ask Erma the following questions: How does your family feel about being the subject of so many of
your books and articles? How does your
husband deal with having a famous wife who earns much more than he does? Being a career woman, what is your opinion
of the ERA? See, even way back in high
school I was asking questions. Somehow
in college I got a little sidetracked.
I fell in love with a small Catholic college in Loudonville called
Siena. They had no creative writing
program, so I became an English major.
I decided I would be an English teacher. I student taught a religion class and promptly decided teaching
was not for me. I would go into
Advertising and do Copywriting. I made
it to Advertising, landing my first job at BBDO, home of Pepsi, “the best
creative department on the street”.
That’s what I always said anyway.
I did actually work in the creative department now and then, but as a
“floater” doing mostly administrative work.
Advertising was long hours and very little pay. I stood that for about a year and a half
before deciding to give up the glamour and my ½ days on Fridays (in the summer)
for computers on the Paine Webber trading floor. I never looked back. Go
figure. Yet I never really let go the
idea of writing a book. Over the years
I have had several ideas for novels etc-- but never actually put “pen to paper”
so to speak. I guess the impetus for
this book was obvious, turning 40. They
say you should write about what you know, and I am getting to know 40. I am getting to know it through the eyes of
15 different women, myself included. I
chose the girls that I interviewed based primarily on their age, and the fact
that I knew none of them would laugh in my face when told about my aspirations
to write a book. You will notice that I
constantly refer to them as “girls”. I
do not care if this is politically incorrect.
It is how I think of them, as my “girls”. I do not mean this in a derogatory manner. It’s just the way I am. Anyway, I thought I should mention
that. I think I began with well over
twenty women, but a few just weren’t interested and a few others just took too
long to get their responses back to me (some people still hadn’t given me their
responses after six months, and I was already writing the book at that point). Though all the women interviewed are between
the ages of 38 and 41, all are in different stages in their lives. I have interviewed a few stay-at-home Moms,
a few working Moms, and a couple of single, working girls. Two of the women have careers in the
military. Some of the women have
children, some don’t. Some are divorced
and some re-married. I think it all
makes for some pretty interesting reading.
Somewhere in the sea of responses I think most women will find
themselves.
In the process of conducting the interviews, I, or I
guess I should really say “we” have discovered adjectives for 40 that had never
occurred to us before. Forty can be
fun, freeing (that word came up a lot in the responses) educating, and
liberating, annoying, maturing and just plain frustrating. OK, we have discovered that 40 can indeed be
Fabulous.
The process of writing the book was simple some days
and complicated on others. I began by
concocting “The 40 questions”. This
number was in fact intentional as was the pun.
This in itself took several weeks as I constantly revised the question
list. I wanted most of the questions to
be thought provoking, but I wanted some to be strictly for fun. I did most of this work in two very strange,
and somewhat dangerous places, on my treadmill and in my car. OK, it’s a m