There’s no possible way I can cram all the amazing of an
entire year into one single albeit lengthy blogpost—I mean so many incredible people were met,
new friendships forged, and buckets of awesome things happened, so not even
trying to name everyone I’ve met and/or owe sloppy kisses of gratitude to this
past year, and include pictures of awesome shit like my eldest minion's first college football game, the shark hat I was given and wore during SOoW Shark Week Shenanigans, the BACON cookies and brownies I was sent, Jenn Sterling randomly twerking, or Tara Sivec's breasts overflowing with cash, and leaving out the many automobiles that came and went from our
garage due to Dave’s suspected car buying addiction, I’m gonna try to hit the
highlights if I can, starting with a year ago January...


January: We brought in the new year of 2013 like always, with our annual New Year's Eve party, and this one was CRAZY. Coming close to probably 60 people including all the kidlets, our house was bursting with raucous laughter and the sights and smells of friends new and old coming together to celebrate our shared survival of another year. Shortly thereafter, my
oldest minion turned 16. SIX-FUCKING-TEEN.
Yes, I realize that this also means the
girl who’s currently getting her groove on to “Little Brown Ants” by The
Wiggles for fuck’s sake will be turning 17 very soon here, but I have 2 whole
days left to swim in the river denial and I plan to do just that until Saturday rolls around and I have to sing the dirge of Happy
Birthday to my baby who’s growing up way too fast, but we couldn't be more thrilled to watch her as she does it. We also found out that in her
16 years, she’s developed a deadly allergy to peanuts, making yet one more
thing I’ve written about in fiction become a reality in my life. Our middle
minion followed in her older sister’s footsteps and became a cheerleader, we
said goodbye to our beloved, 16-year-old cat, Chloe, and Dave and I celebrated
our 17th wedding anniversary, which obviously means we’re coming up on 18 years
of wedded bliss, and all I can say is, holy shit. Who knew a dare could last
this long?! Oh, and what happens in Vegas, doesn’t necessarily stay there, just
FYI...we’re clearly living proof.


February:
The
girls and I saw P!nk in concert, and if you haven’t had the pleasure, I highly
recommend seeing one of her shows live. She’s a phenomenal performer. We also
ventured home to San Diego for a Friday the 13th/President’s Weekend of
shenanigans and fun spent with our cousins and the Fair Glen Crew, where
Karen’s house became the site of one of the biggest non-summer camp sleepovers
in the history of ever. February also saw Shark Bait getting a facelift, going
from a homemade cover featuring a rubber ducky to one that was professionally
designed and GYP branded by a chick I’m blessed to now call friend.
March:

March saw
us clapping and shouting at Faith’s first-ever cheer competition, and also
stocking up on cinnamon and tuna for our previously forgotten about imaginary
4th daughter, Gracie. We made another trip back to San Diego so that Alison
could attend Valhalla’s Sweethearts dance with her lifelong friend, Tyler, who’s
cool & mysterious factor of course went up several notches for importing
his date and keeping her a secret until they walked in together. He was
apparently also voted by the varsity baseball team as having the hottest date
at the dance. (*Dave’s and my DNA takes a bow and says, “You’re welcome.”*)



April: Like
always, April was filled with celebrating, and this year we not only celebrated
the births of Davey and Faith, who finally became an official teenager and celebrated her birth with a movies in the pool party (we couldn't find a copy of JAWS, so she and 2 dozen or more of her friends settled for Sinister), but also my second published book in the Grab Your
Pole series, The Other Fish in the Sea, was released, hitting Amazon’s Top 100 in 3 genres
within the first 2 days of publication. In our month of celebrating, we also partied it
up and wished the husband and father of our military family a safe and as
boring as possible 8 month deployment to Iraq.
May: Our youngest
kidlet, Erin, was inducted into the National Junior Honors Society for the
first time, while Faith was re-inducted, and Alison gained entrance into the
National Honors Society, and I also shed joyous tears in a moment with a dear friend in baring witness to her graduating high school amongst much pomp and circumstance. My entire family joined with the cousins once again
to spend a fabulous time at the river over Mother’s Day weekend, where Alison
drove a jet-ski for the first time, Faith and Erin along with the boys covered themselves
in mud like strips of pre-Bacon, and I went to work on editing and putting the
finishing touches on GYP#3.


May also brought with it the flurry of excitement
of being nominated and voted into being able to participate in the YA
Sisterhood’s 2013 YA Crush Tourney, which is an incredible honor and where I
was given the blessing of not only having all 4 of my fictional boys be
nominated in every category that they were eligible for, but also seeing
Tristan make the tournament and even win his first round. That event also gave
me some amazing new friends, both in the bookish world and real.


June: My youngest
turned 12 in June, giving her dad and I just one last year before our home is
filled entirely with teenage girls. We also welcomed into our family, Kripke
and Buffy, sister kittens who’ve thus far provided us with many, “awww, they’re
just so stinkin’ cute” moments and a few, “oh my God, you’re making me fucking
crazy” ones as well. Also in the birthday world, my first published novel,
Shark Bait, celebrated its first birthday among some blogosphere fan-fare and
hoopla, which lead to conversations taking place in Orlando, Florida at Book
Bash where I wasn’t in attendance, but where my writing was notably recognized by an industry professional at Atria, a publishing division of one of the Big 7 Publishing Houses, Simon & Schuster, which of course had me blushing profusely behind my computer screen and inwardly screaming and doing the Snoopy happy dance on mental tables where I was at home reading the enthusiastic and overwhelmingly positive emails from the aforementioned editor.


July:

While the
GYP series was felt to be a little too YA for Atria’s list, their enthusiasm
and interest brought a jaw-dropping development in my professional life
anyway...literary representation by one of the foremost literary agencies in
the business, Dystel & Goderich, who represent some of the biggest and
brightest new names in contemporary fiction such as Colleen Hoover, Abbi
Glines, Jamie McGuire, and Tara Sivec, just to name a few. July also saw the
highly anticipated publication of my third novel in the Grab Your Pole series,
Shark Out of Water, which hit Amazon’s Top 100 in multiple genres before the
sun even went down on its release day, and yet one more trip back to San Diego
was made for two weeks of beach and California fun.



August:
We attended Discount Tire's annual Rising Starr event and banquet (this year's theme was sports, where all the children of employees are recognized for the their academic achievements of the past school year with awards including trophies, backpacks for the coming year, cash, and t-shirts. After that and all set to go, the girls
went back to school; Alison a junior, Faith a top-dog eighth grader, and Erin
in seventh, and the month was relatively quiet with all of us settling back
into our regular routines. That is until I received an email that sparked a
stressed out frenzy of excitement and frenetic designing of and ordering bookish
swag along with dozens of print copies of my books for the event that was
suddenly coming up the next month, and what I really could’ve used more than
the 3 short weeks I had to plan for.
September: My.
First. Author Event. Oh my God, I can’t even begin to describe what an
incredible experience my first book-signing event was. To make it even more
epic, I finally got to lick Tara Sivec, one of my first real beta-readers, a
best-selling author, friend, and all around fantastic person. In addition to
finally meeting Tara in person, I got to squeeze Karina Halle (yes, she’s just
as beautiful in real life as she is in pictures), as well as hang out and most
importantly, eat, drink, and be merry with some of my favorite book bloggers and
readers; people like Ali from Ginger-read, Janice from the Demon Librarian,
Laura of Little Read, and my loveable Megan of Reading Books Like A Boss, and
of course Emily, Brenna, and Stephanie, all people who’ve become cherished
friends in my everyday life. I also got to meet a the very sweet Trish Brinkley
who organized the event among others, and I got to know several other incredibly
talented and best selling authors such as fellow 7th Ring inhabitants as AL Jackson, who’s new
book “Come To Me Quietly” is releasing in freaking Target stores on my
anniversary this January 7th (so you know where I’ll be...) and Chelsea Fine
who has THE cutest shoes and the greatest sense of style ever and I think has a
closet crush on Giles from BtVS. Other authors I was finally able to meet
face-to-face included Helen Boswell, Raine Miller, Katie Ashley, JasindaWilder, Jessica Sorensen, and Aleatha Romig.

And with the yummiest food and sheer epic company, the best meal of my 2013 has
to go to dinner at the Arrogant Butcher with my bitch, Tara, Jenn Sterling, who
is an all-out riot even when no one is watching, Jillian Dodd who might be one
of the most business savvy and kindest people I’ve met, and Amanda Bennett who
has a smile that matches her personality and can light up a room like the
fourth of July. Not only that, but just simply being able to meet some of the
people who’ve read my work and thank them in person was just...mind blowing.
And, it made what I do very REAL for me.
Every single time someone would stop
by my table and tell me they read one or all of my books and couldn’t wait for
the signing so they could meet me was just such an incredibly humbling
experience that I’m getting weepy simply remembering it.
September also
included another homecoming dance and the addition of a new boyfriend for my
eldest child, and at the time of this writing, they’re still together and going
strong.
October (aka: The Best Month Ever):


The Grab Your Pole series went on its first official book
tour and I celebrated my Hitchhiker Birthday by getting my 6th piece of mobile
art, that would coincidentally end up taking 6 hours to be permanently inked
onto my body, causing other customers who would come and go during the duration
of my time in the chair to say things like, “Wow, you’re getting it all done in
one sitting? You’re badass!” I don’t know about that, but I’m definitely in
love with what I did on a whim and am happy that I gave myself a gift that’ll
keep on giving (I'll get a picture up of it all completed at some point I'm sure) and following it up with eating an entire red velvet cake by myself while watching a marathon of Supernatural. Another gift given in October that’s still giving on a daily
basis is the Siberian Husky puppy, Cuda (Barracuda abbreviated to save space),
that I gave Dave as an early Christmas present. With that, I think I’m exempt from
giving him gifts for the rest of our marriage, as his precious angel leaves us
presents throughout each and every day, both inside and out.
It was another somewhat quiet month; if you don’t count life, the bookish giveaways I was honored to be a part of, the pre-release screening of Catching Fire that I was lucky enough to get tickets for the girls and me to attend, the antics of the puppy colliding with those of the kittens, welcoming our friend home safe and sound from his many months in a war zone and celebrating his daughter’s first birthday, house guests in the form of Karen and John who joined us for Thanksgiving this year, Black Friday shopping, and me jumping back into the writing game with a brand spanking new book that I hope to finish and subsequently release some time in 2014.
December:

Kittens
climbing and making our Christmas tree their preferred play place, Faith
incredibly setting the bar even higher than years past with being voted VP of
her school, President of NJHS, maintaing a regular position on Principal’s list for straight As,
and now being named a school Hero by her peers yet again, more shopping and
family coming together filled the month of December.


It also, however, included
the first-ever #TeamGYP Secret Santa gift exchange and on a much more tear-stained
note, the news of cancer wreaking havoc in the lives of loved ones was
excruciatingly prevalent. The mother of one of my most favorite people in the
world is now home and recovering from her double mastectomy, but others haven’t
been as fortunate and they’re either still coping and desperately clinging to
hope, or have had to say their heartrending goodbyes to those who were called
home. For one family, hope is about as far away as the East is to the West and
2014 will no doubt bring about absolute and utter heartbreak.

For information
on how you might be able to help them make it through the coming year, a year
that unlike most of us who are looking forward to it, won’t be bringing 2015 or
a happily ever after to a twelve year old girl, please either contact me by
email at contactjenncooksey (at) gmail (dot) com or message me on FB, and keep
your eyes peeled for a FB fundraiser event that I’m hoping to put together in
the next week or so.
In closing I want to wish you all everything good and wonderful
in life including great books, Bacon and unicorns, with the hopes that we’ll all make 2014
our bitch, and for filling my 2013 to overflowing with epic and awesomesauce, I
thank each and every one of you. You’re the best!
Thank you for sharing these wonderful memories with all of us. It seems that each month brought more excitement and awesome, for you and your family! Happy New Year and Happy Anniversary! <3
ReplyDeleteyou are amazing! i love you!!!! our dinner was the best and most fun! what an epic signing- i loved getting to meet you and become besties. lol you're stuck with me. forevs. like crabs.
ReplyDeleteYou know I heart your face - and I will be in the area sometime in Jan or Feb, so keep your schedule free for dinner! :-)
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