Perhaps it's a bit unnatural for a writer of romance to lack a great deal of vanity. We do write a great deal about beauty, at least the conventional notion of it. I prefer to look good, but honestly... I have no intention of killing myself to get there. I can clean up pretty well. But the day to day grind finds me in jeans, t-shirts, sneakers, and very often a baseball cap. Love my Red Sox, after all, and when you wear your hair as short as I have in recent years it's great on bad hair days.
Lately, though, I've had more pressing challenges with regard to bad hair days. I have a conference coming up soon, one at which I will speak and be seen. My mom is in an absolute panic that I must attend this event without hair.
Chemo, Cytoxan, and life have robbed me of my dark locks for the moment. And honestly-- I don't care that much. My eyelashes and eyebrows have come back this month (ok, mostly) and my hair is just starting to come in-- soft peach fuzz. My solution is to wear a ball cap and deal. But I have that conference coming; and I had planned to put a pretty scarf around my noggin if I didn't have super-short spikes to go for the "moonlights as urban punk" look. Mom is freaking out at the very idea and wants me to get a wig.
Yeah. Cuz those things are soooo convincing. And the itch and panic that it's doing a jaunty tilt while I stand on a podium is nothing to worry about, right?
This is me, better or worse. I am what I am. Currently I am bald. The lack of hair up there doesn't seem to stop my brain from working. I guess my mind is fond of the cool air. So rather than fuss over any possible accidental reveals in my near future, I am putting it out there. If you could touch it you would discover that it feels a bit like a baby's head-- a tad coarser. The nice thing is, the stuff is like velcro. Anything you put up there sticks.
So you know... when I take notes there's a reliable place to put em, anyway. Plus it's spring. The snowdrops and crocuses are peeking out of the mud. Maybe something will grow on my noggin top if I fertilize it.
Feel free to post Jean Luc Picard jokes, and pass the Miracle Grow!
