Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Guest post by Jill Kargman and book giveaway
**Giveaway is now closed**
Jill Kargman is the author of "Arm Candy," "Momzillas" and the recently released collection of essays titled "Sometimes I Feel Like a Nut." She also wrote a few novels with Carrie Karasyov. Her freelance work includes over ten shows for MTV and over 100 magazine articles for magazines such as "Elle" and "Vogue." She is deathly afraid of clowns and mimes. You can check out her website, follow her on Twitter or request to be her friend on Facebook.
Jill stopped by Chick Lit Central to share a guest blog post (the first of more to come from authors visiting our blog). She talks about reconnecting with a first love on Facebook. She also has one copy of "Sometimes I Feel Like a Nut" to give away to a lucky reader anywhere in the world.
He was The One that got away. Okay that sounds f*cking drama queen insane but it's kinda true; we didn't break up because of some scandal or cheating or him yelling at me that i was overreacting when i saw a mouse in a restaurant and screamed (that was another ex-primate). We split because of the distance. I was young then and he was older and we were in different phases of life. His name is 100% ungoogleable. It just doesn't work! I mean, my search yielding millions of pages but they were all dental hygienists or pharmaceutical salesmen in rectangular red states in the middle.
Even though I'm married with three nuggets from time to time I wondered what he's been up to. He had been a brilliant artist and really outdoorsy so i wondered how that translated into his late-thirties life. I'd wonder, and then I'd forget. And then one day, he facebook friended me. I was stunned. My heart skipped a beat. I told my husband right away who said it was fine to write him a message, which I did. Several notes followed, ping-ponging back and forth quickly, details spilling out about our lives, family photos, and work. He had just gone camping with his wife and kids and sent me a link to their website-- all gorgeous, all fleece-clad, all with camping tents. She was blonde and beautiful in that crunch i-love-camping way, while I am more Wednesday Addams and Ansel Adams and am more of a country house girl than a country girl. Even though I don't have a country house. Their kids have long WASPy names and mine have Ellis Island-style vintage ones that sound like a kosher butcher and his wife and daughter. They pitch tents, i freak if the Four Seasons is booked. Okay that sounded jappy and isn't even really true, but let’s face it: there is no fucking L.L. Bean tarp-spreading in my future. I prefer wine glasses to canteens of river water. And yet.....he was lovely. I saw exactly what I had been drawn to. And in fact-- he was drawing-- picture books which I promptly ordered for my children. They adore his offbeat random humor and Tim Burtony haunting, humored hand. And in this correspondence I was released somehow-- the fantasy expunged because reality had illuminated one perfect fact; he's perfect but not perfect for me. And he would have strangled by city-dwelling self long ago. It never would have lasted but because of him, my standards were so high that I refused to settle when on husband-safari in the daunting dating pool of New York City. Life is a long series of loves and hellos and goodbyes but those first guys to say I love you help raise the bar for the future. I told him I had called off two weddings and that one of the myriad reasons was that I just didn't have that same lightening bolt I'd had with him, scissoring my heart with sparks. To paraphrase The Cure, the others were wonderful but didn't set my soul on fire the way he had. He saved me. Or, his ghost did, from certain divorce. And I thanked him. And he thanked me for sharing that confession, nearly twenty years later.
Special thanks to Jill Kargman for her fabulous blog post and for offering the book for the giveaway.
How to win "Sometimes I Feel Like a Nut":
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1. Please tell us: If you have reconnected with a past love on Facebook, what was the experience like for you?
2. Please tell us: In what way(s) do you feel like a nut? (Admit it, we all do!)
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Giveaway ends Sunday, January 30th at midnight EST.
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