Friday, April 23, 2010

Feel me up Friday Awards: She used to be a wwhhaaa?

My daughter told me when she used to "be a boy," she yadda yadda yadda'd. To which my response was "you've always been a girl, sweetie." She laughed like it was the funniest thing I'd ever said (I'm pretty sure it wasn't). She sees the bright side in almost anything (and the seriously dark side when she's denied her drug of choice: Polly Pocket), and could teach classes on the art of diversion, cheer and overall awesomeness (things I know nothing about. Well, not true. I can divert like a mofo. Like the time I was caught with Sour Apple Pucker in my sock drawer...)...

The only problem with a 3yo's philosophy is in the little thing we writers base our novels on: lying. After a show-interrupting news break about a missing mother found in Florida with a new dude, the hubs took it upon himself to conduct an experiment. For kicks. Asked her if Mommy had a coffee friend, too. Lilliana said "yes" with the kind of enthusiasm I'd have if Bert asked me to BFF him (no, not in that way). She believed it, owned it. Through a child's eyes is the way to see, the way to write. Believe what you're saying, what your characters are telling you. With the utmost passion.

Random Fact:  I have a book of poetry I wrote when I was sixteen, the pages frayed and smell of cat urine. My Gram nearly died in the hospital and we were so close, I slept on the waiting room's couch with my Walkman and that notebook. I'd sit on the roof and watch the sun melt away with a pen, and subsequently, a broken heart from my first love, trading my thoughts and prayers for blind faith. Miraculously, Gram got better. Summer of 1998, I'll never forget the way the air felt against my face. The way the hospital room smelled as I watched her struggle for life.

A freakin' cat, she's got nine lives and has been on her death bed many times before and after. But that summer, was the summer I found myself.

Random Fact: I have a tattoo on my wrist bearing the words to one of my favorite songs, my wedding song, called "Beautiful." Not James Blunt. Not Christina Aguilera. They're called Northmont (used to be Auryn), and the song makes me swoon.

It says:
Can I have you
Can I be a part of you
Can I help you
Can I be all for you

So that's it. You've felt me up today (and early too!) and I quite enjoyed it. Please, please do it again next Friday. Until then, some *ahem* awards to pass along. Thanks to the lovely Tammy for making my Thursday:)

Ok kids. Going to see The Used in IL tomorrow, so Monday (wooooo!), I should have a super awesome post or...not so much. Until then, tell me, who's YOUR homeboy/girl and why?

Candyland. OUT.

P.S. Send me pictures for next Friday's special dedication...


Jen said...

Your little one is funny!!!

Congratulations on your award!!! Congrats to all the winners!!!

Candyland Rocks!!

The Alliterative Allomorph said...

hahaha your daughter is so sweet. I love the innocent things kids say. when did we stop being like that?

Thanks for the award! :) mouah!!!

Stina Lindenblatt said...

Yay, A pretty new award for my blog! That's was quite the surprise. Double chocolate kisses for you, Candace! :D

Talli Roland said...

Your daughter sounds so cool! And congrats on the awards and to those who've received them.

Have a great Friday.

Jaydee Morgan said...

I love the idea of writing with the conviction of a child - that's really great advice!! (and an amazing fact that we CAN learn from our children)

Congrats on your award and have an amazing weekend!

Creepy Query Girl said...

I always have a good time reading your posts! lol. Thanks for the award and congrats!

Solvang Sherrie said...

When he was about that age, my son would often tell us stories starting off, "When I was a little girl..." Used to crack me up. As for that coffee friend -- you're on your own there :)

Tammy Gallant said...

Your baby girl is awesome, just like her Mommy! Question, what was your hubby's reaction to the coffee friend lie?

I'm so glad you enjoyed the award, you deserve it! <3

Lindsay (a.k.a Isabella) said...

Congrats on the award. Have fun at the concert too:)

Candyland said...

Thanks Jen!!! YOU Rock for reading!

T.A.A, I think I stopped being that sweet when they cut my umbilical cord.

Stina, I lllooovvveee chocolate:)

Talli, she is pretty cool

Jaydee, it's a good concept right? If only we can remember in our daily adult lives.

CreepyQueryGirl, Thank YOU for reading! And you're welcome!

Sherrie, kids say the funniest things don't they?

Tammy, he thought it was hysterical. Almost like the most obscene thought that anyone else might be interested *shoots him evil eye*

Lindsay, Thanks!!!

Dianne K. Salerni said...

Thanks, Candy! Love the award, and now I have to figure out how to put it on my blog! (The old Copy/Paste I guess!)

My kids are too big to say things that cute anymore. Their signature contribution to the household conversations these days is The Raised Eyebrow of Sarcasm.

Yup. 9 and 13. With even more fun years ahead.

India Drummond said...

Sounds like a gorgeous tattoo! Post a pic!

beth said...

Yup--as a writer, you've got to OWN that lie :) Problem is, I'm a one-upper. As in, when friends are telling stories, I always want to one-up them with a better story. I try to limit this, but I've found myself totally telling tales as truth to friends before....

Lisa and Laura said...

Your daughter is too funny! Thanks for the award my friend! Hope you had fun rocking out at The Used. Can't wait to hear all about it.

Oh, and we still have our fingers crossed for you. XOXO