A for Effort
Matt and I were out having lunch a few years ago, and I said, "I have an idea for a book!"
Then Matt gets the look on his face that he gets when I know he's bracing for something that could be possibly, um, painful.
"Okay...?" said Matt.
"K, here it is: My Life as a Mormon (P.S. And I Do Not Have Pioneer Heritage-GASP!)"
I eagerly expected Matt to give me his half smile and say, "Right on, Ash. Right on."
But instead, he immediately replies by putting his hands over his entire face and saying, "Oh my gosh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."
"Matt! I think it's awesome!"
"Ash...how do I put this. I get that you're trying to be funny, but I don't think anyone else would."
Then a little while after that, I had another idea for a book. I'd had a cleaning job at the district courthouse for several months at this time. During the time I was employed there, I certified as a CASA Volunteer (which requires being sworn-in in the Juvenile courtroom), got divorced (requires an appearance in the big person courtroom), and got subpoenaed for jury duty.
"Matt, can you believe how much I have been involved with the court system?? It's crazy that I've never had to go to court until I started cleaning one."
"You should write a book!" Matt said.
"Oooo, yeah, and I'll call it (clear throat) My Life at the Court." I said.
Then Matt added for a subtitle, "(And By The Way, I Was Married to a Homosexual)."
It's time to write a book.