What was cause for celebration? My writing life.
The promise I'd made myself many, many years ago was this:
When I am successful, I'm going to have a glass of Boodles gin over ice.It's not about the alcoholic indulgence of a failed writer. (Or maybe it is...) But here's my excuse.
It was the favored drink of Travis McGee.
What inspired me to even begin this mostly lonely life was "Cinnamon Skin" by John D. MacDonald. It was the first novel I fell in love with so many years ago. Not high-minded literature by any means, but that doesn't matter. It was a great read and it was my first great read.
After that, I devoured several Travis McGee novels by John D. I loved each one. Of the 21 books, I've read at least nine. I'm not sure why I stopped. I found other writers maybe. Other books to be read. Whatever the case, I was inspired again by the mighty McGee and I'm starting over with the first book The Deep Blue Good-by.
And I'm celebrating my success as a writer. Not financial. The money's not rolling in. I'm marking my success with commitment. I should say, re-commitment to my writer's life. It's not so lonely anymore.
So... Last night I had my Boodles over ice and had a toast to Travis McGee and the late, great John D.
Here's to you, my friend.
Bobby, Thanks for sharing this. Cheers! I think as writers the only thing we really can celebrate is our commitment to our writing. This is so beautiful and inspiring. Without that the books never happen, and, once the book is done, it is that commitment that keeps us writers, not the book itself (not that I know, but sounds right, doesn't it?). I have no idea what Boodles is, but now I feel like having one.
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