I love this holiday, because it's universal for every American, no mater what your religious or ethnic hertitage.
And I love it even more now that someone else is doing it for me. Since my mother is a minster, she always worked on the holidays, so I have been doing Thanksgiving since I was 22.
But now my boyfriend's family wants to host, and I am over-joyed to just bring pie.
And it's been another busy week. I had hoped to stop working at 3:00 today, but I was on the phone until 5:00.
And not a single one of the five books I was hoping to close on this week came through.
Meanwhile, a prospective client with fame in another publishing dimension had approached me about working with him on fiction, should he ever have the time to write. I liked his ideas, so I sent him a "where's your stuff?" email in the summer. Two weeks into the Writer's Strike, he sent me 18 chapters. My new intern (she's awesome!!) and I read it right away, and it is so good that I had to email it to a select handful of editors right before the holiday. I'll keep you posted.
Enjoy the turkey!
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Hmmm.... Universal for every American? I remember my Native American colleague was very upset for having to take this day off almost as much as I was for taking Christmas off...
I live in Bucks County, PA, and everyone loves to come out here for Thanksgiving, which means I do ALL the work. No complaints from me, though, because I like things a certain way and I know people appreciate it. The one year I was invited away about five years ago, I was so disappointed I vowed never to do it again. I hope your holiday away from home was better than the year I went away for canned peas and carrots, paper desert plates and plastic forks.
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