I am PUMPED!

As you read more and more of my writing oh loyal blog readers, it will become obvious that I like to find a theme and run with it. Today's theme is the word "PUMPED".

I am PUMPED!

And no, it is not because I have now gone nearly two days without a headache! (Although that absolutely makes me pumped!)

I have mentioned a few other times that I write for Rochester Women magazine. I have done 4 articles in 3 different issues (and even got one cover story). However, they haven't used me for the last two issues, and I was getting a little "punchy." (I never use the word "punchy" and am not sure this is the correct spot to slip it in, but I'm going for it. I think you can feel the intent.)

Not getting an article is not a big deal. There are a lot of writers, and I am fairly new. I understand how things work.

However, my editor contacted me last week and said that she had a story for me. Oh yeah! Pumped!

As soon as Ellie tells me she has a story for me, I am hit with a wave of emotion. I always get excited and nervous all at once. I love to write, but calling the person for an interview is nerve-wracking for me (see my previous post on my telephone phobia).

Another nerve-impacter? Actually hitting the "send" button which pushes my finished story from my computer, into cyberspace, and onto the desk of my editor. Agony. Picture the scene. A living room in Minnesota. Wendi has a pencil tucked behind her ear and her glasses perched low on her nose. Her fingers hover precariously over the keyboard.

(Okay not really, but geez, that's good imagery.)

Wendi: "John can I read it to you one more time? Please."
John: "NO! No way! Just hit send would you? It's good. She'll like it."
Wendi: "But what about this one paragraph? Do you think it works?"
John: (Begins to look green and incredibly frustrated.)
Wendi: (Finally hits send)
John: "There, don't you feel better?"
Wendi: (Doesn't hear him. Too busy rereading. She hit stop before it actually sent.)

Okay, real-world time again. Ellie tells me how much she is paying me, and as always, the pay is good but the last thing from my mind. I get to write another story!

I AM PUMPED!

Sick to my stomach but pumped.

However, this issue, getting a story isn't the real reason I am PUMPED. I am PUMPED because of what this story is about. This story is RIGHT up my alley for multiple reasons.

Unfortunatley, I can't tell you what any of those reasons are.

I am sworn to secrecy! If there weren't any blog readers who lived in Minnesota (way to go you guys ...), I could share, but alas ... no can do.

I cannot WAIT to share this story with my loyal blog readers and the entire world of Rochester, Minnesota!

When the issue comes out.

On May 1.

But for now, just believe me when I say that this is an awesome story even though I am telling you nothing about it.

And believe me when I say I am PUMPED!

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Days until I start Lupron: 9

Days until I go off birth control pills:13

Days until I start stims: 20