Cabbages and Kings

A diary by the authors of the Louis Kincaid series

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We are the New York Times bestselling authors of the Louis Kincaid series and other stand alone thrillers. We have taught writing at major conferences for ten years.

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Joy

I have been absent this week. I know this isn't a good thing when you are trying to build your blog audience. But I needed this week off. I needed to be with friends and family, needed to eat, drink, think about nothing and listen to the Michigan snow melt off the eaves. That's the thing about Thanksgiving for me. It makes me, well, sentimental.

So, indulge me, please. Because I want to give thanks.

Those of us in the publishing world, well, we tend to complain a lot. We complain about what is wrong with this business. We talk about flacks making millions while talented writers languish in the back stacks. We talk about bad editors, indifferent marketing people, how the business is going to the dogs, and how damn bloody hard it all is.

I'm not immune. I bitch and moan as much as the next writer. But tonight, something hit me. And I realized, Jesus, I am so lucky. I am not making a ton of money. I am not a habitue of the New York Times list. I am, like all the rest of you, only as good as my next book, living on the edge of bad numbers and the whim of the accounting department.

But...

I got a Christmas card today. A standard card that said on the front: Remembering You At Christmas. Then I opened it. Here is what someone wrote:

Dear P.J. Parrish: Thank you ever so much for the hours upon hours of spellingbinding exciting reading throughout the year. You certainly have been gifted with something special. I hope you have a wonderful Christmas and a healthy and prosperous new year.

It was signed by someone named John whose last name was lost in a flourish of odd penmanship.

I get emails and letters but there was something about this one that stuck. Something about it that made me remember: Damn, I get PAID to make people happy. I get paid to entertain people. I get paid to tell stories.

Thank you John. I needed that.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Mark Terry said...

As Stephen King's character in "Bag of Bones," comments, writing novels is gotta be the best gig in the creative world.

Amen, sister.

7:49 AM  
Blogger Bethany said...

THIS would make all the memories and experiences of *badness* in the industry disappear--am I right?

8:43 PM  
Anonymous Elaine Flinn said...

Yes, Bethany-it does. I get chills everytime I get a thank you email, so I know how Kris & Kelly feel. Uh, they probably get a hell of a lot more than I do, but each and every one is like a gift from the heart.

1:33 AM  

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