A Wee Bit O’ News
PIN IT!For those of you who don’t follow along my fabulous life on social media (omg I can’t even say that with a straight face), I wanted to share just a small, teeny, tiny, smidge of news I have.
Yep, that’s a Kelly Clarkson song on the left side. No shame. And on the right side you’ll see just a small little title and date. Which….IS THE TITLE AND RELEASE DATE OF MY BOOK, B!
I’M WRITING A BOOK, Y’ALL!!
A cook schmook about skinny recipes under 300 calories. AKA, what this little blawg of mine is about! Can you believe it? I definitely can’t. At all. It’s going to be hard, a ton of work, probably no sleep and less healthy behavior (like talking to people other than my dog/knives and working out) but omg it’s going to be incredible. Because you know what?
THIS HAS BEEN MY DREAM SINCE I WAS 5. As soon as I could pick up a pen I was writing. My first book was a triology about an evil fire breathing dragon who captured a princess. I wrote it in colored pencils on that printer paper with the holes on it? Remember from the 90’s? After that I went on to write scary stories, like are you afraid of the dark but just a smidge darker (because I grew up watching Stephen King movies). I wrote a 5 page poem about Christmas and elves when I was in elementary school. I wrote it 5 times so I could give copies to my family. I’d spend HOURS in my room, creating story lines with paper dolls, daydreaming of my next book. And I never stopped. In high school I’d write to escape the misery I was feeling in the town I grew up in. In college I found solace in dark poems and short stories. And in 2009, I started this blog so I could fall in love with something again because I was so horribly depressed at my job. Writing never gave up on me, it never strayed my side, even those months I gave up on it. It’s always been in my blood and to sit here and say “I’m writing a book” is surreal. Because writing a book is my dream and who is lucky enough in this world to get to do what they’ve always dreamed of doing?
In fact, I have a story just about this. I got a message a month ago from a girl I went to high school and college with. And here’s what it said:
“Hey Claire, I have to say I have been following your blog and I am totally impressed with what you are doing!! Congrats on what you have accomplished and will continue to accomplish. I just remember sitting in the dorms watching sex and the city and you saying how you wanted a job like Carrie. Shoot now you have it just the food version and that is so cool!”
I mean, I bet you can’t tell which one is Carrie and which one is me, right? I mean, so identical. But really, I remember that. We’d sit in the dorms and I’d just gush about how I wanted her job. I wanted to be a writer and live in a fascinating city. I wanted to make a difference just by doing what I loved. Of course, when I was 18, that seemed like such a stretch. A far fetched dream. How was this seemingly ordinary girl from Noblesville, Indiana ever going to have such a fabulous life? That kind of stuff never happened to people like me. Well, after a few years of really, really tough times I realized something about myself. Those dreams were never going to happen to me if I kept thinking like that. So I stopped. I never gave up. And after years, and years of hard work, sleepless nights and determination, I’m here right now tell you I made those dreams come true.
(Hey look Ma! I’m on TV!)
So, thank you all for everything. This wouldn’t have happened if you weren’t here, reading my words, laughing at my absurd jokes, making my recipes. I’d never have a book if you weren’t here. So thank you. I’ll never be able to thank you enough, though. You guys are why my dreams came true.
I know I’m going to need recipe testers for all of my recipes, so please email me (realistic.nutritionist@gmail.com) if you’d be interested in making and trying some of my book recipes! In the meantime, I’ll definitely keep y’all updated on how I’m doing.
I still can’t believe it but I know how insanely blessed I am. Because some people wait a lifetime, for a moment like this.
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