As I finalize the illustrations for my upcoming book "Peace, Love and F*cking Happiness", I've started to think about becoming a better person. Like, be a beacon for humanity, do good, achieve the heights of success, yada yada yada...
But, seriously, who am I kidding?!
I've always been an over-achiever, and I love that woo woo self-help shit.
But sometimes maybe it's better to take things down to their simplest (and easier to actually do) level.
In this case, instead of trying to be a better person, maybe I can just be a less-bad person.
I came to this conclusion because the sassy affirmations in "Peace, Love and F*cking Happiness" have taught me a few things:
1. That's I really am a hopelessly snarky bitch
2. That it's okay to re-frame my goals sometimes. Because when I fall from grace I want to fall, well, more gracefully.
3. That being 'positive' can look a lot of different ways. It could look like sitting in a cave and meditating. Or it might look like laughing my ass off at a great coloring page, and thereby not stabbing someone with my colored pencils today.
Voila: Peace on Earth.
So maybe my goals should be more about not being a loser and getting through the day with myself and those around be still intact. That's part of what life, and creating this book, has taught me at least.
Which brings me to my goal right now. Maybe I can't be a Mother Teresa, dogooder all the time, but I can focus on the basics. Instead of being good, maybe I can be less bad.
So, for today, I will try not to be a dick.
Afterall, I am a ray of f*cking sunshine.
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What's that tune, is it from the Wizard of OZ? "If I only had a brain..."
Well, replace that with "If I only had a name", because f*ck me I'm having a hard time coming up with a title for my upcoming book.
Don't get me wrong, I do have a few in mind (The Attitude of F*cking Gratitude and Peace and Love, Now F*ck Off are two I'm contemplating).
But there's something about choosing a title and a cover for one of my babies - er, books - that's really hard for me to do sometimes.
This book in particular is rather near and dear to my heart.
It's gratitude for real (snarky) people. It's the self-help fail for the rest of us. Like Cheer the F*ck Up, it's affirmative with a little added piss-and-vinegar. In other words, it's for real people with good intentions that sometimes miss the mark.
I know, you've whipped out your little violin because you feel really sorry for me, right? Well, you should. There's a lot in a name. Moon Unit Zappa anyone?
So, while I'm wallowing in my misery, enjoy a couple of preview pics.
And watch for the book release this month or next.
Because I know there's no riddle a gin and tonic can't solve.
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As mentioned before, this book is inspired by the days I try to give a sh*t, but it often turns into an epic wine infused fail.
See, I have a long history of loving self-help, personal empowerment, affirmations, all that jazz. I have been to all the Tony Robbins events (which were fabulous and I can't recommend them enough, btw).
But there's something about people and things taking themselves too seriously that just gives me the heeby jeebies and sends me into fits of giggles and sarcasm. And so this next book is born. Really, that's how all my books are born. In a bloody pool of screaming snark.
But this one has a positive spin, followed by a crash-and-burn of good intentions, that will be available for your coloring pleasure soon!