Beth writes fabulous chick-lit novels that are a guaranteed escape from the daily grind of life. I’m thrilled to have her as a guest today!
5 Things I Hope to do Before I Die:
- Quit my day job. Because as much as I love sending Fed Ex’s and ordering lunches and driving home from work in blizzards, I would much rather stay home and write books. Also, it’s a much cooler answer when people ask you what you do.
- Visit England. Granted, most British things I love have to do with television shows and books – Doctor Who, Sherlock, Downton Abbey, everything by Sophie Kinsella – I very much want to visit the real life country. They still have those blue police boxes, right?
- Retire to Florida and live at The Villages so I can drive everywhere by golf cart. For more information, please read the sequel to Summer at Sea (not even remotely finished yet, but there will be golf carts).
- Have a book traditionally published and sold inside a Barnes & Noble. Preferably in one of those forward-facing slots on the shelf. And maybe with a poster in the window.
- Witness my son invent the first ever time machine. Then I will get into the time machine, travel into the future where they’ve invented anti-aging pills, steal one, swallow it, take time machine back to present day where I shall live forever.
5 Things I Hope Never to do Before I Die:
- Be murdered or enslaved by robots. Have you seen Ex Machina? Have you had your iPhone spontaneously tell you how long it’s going to take to get to the exact place you were thinking of going, the second that you step into your car? Speaking of cars, you realize that Google is making a self-driving one, right? I would like to be long gone before things get out of hand.
- Publicly speak. You’ll notice that #4 above didn’t contain the words “Hold a book signing at Barnes & Noble.” I am happy here behind my screen, thank you.
- Watch The Wizard of Oz again.
- Run one of those challenge races through the backwoods of Maine with a bandana on my head while leaping through hot coals and assorted other completely unnecessary obstacles. I honestly can’t think of anything I’d rather do less. Well, except maybe #5.
- Be diagnosed with dementia. My dad had it and it’s not cool. Unless of course you get the kind where you think all the nurses and doctors are butlers and cruise staff and you’re actually pretty happy. Otherwise, no.