I wrote a book. NOT a great one. But it was fun to do and, at times, it is amusing to read in a self-destruction kind of way. It was one of the things on my bucket list (well, the list had it that I would try to improve my writing and the book was a natural consequence of that effort).
I tend to preach and rant and cajole and be obnoxious as a person and as an author. It is my style. In life and in writing. And that likely showed up in the book, too. Sal tried to edit me down to polite society but character flaws show up between the lines. I know that. I am NOT pretty. Nor attractive. I really didn’t expect to influence anyone sane nor did I attempt to teach or inform as I am still at the sophomore stage of this new lifestyle myself.
So, imagine my surprise…………
…when I was contacted by a reader who asked to meet. That was a few months ago. He was from the prairies but had decided to move to the west coast. He had read the book and was interested in living OTG. I met X and his wife, Y, in town, we had coffee, I signed the book and we talked OTG for awhile. It was nice.
Then X&Y wanted to visit the area and explore possibilities and well…………to make a long story short………….they just bought some land in the area and are going to live OTG!
Now the first thing to remember is what I just wrote above: “I really didn’t expect to influence anyone sane…..”
So that is worry #1.
But they seem nice enough so let’s set that worry aside and go to: “…..nor did I attempt to teach or inform as I am still at the sophomore stage of this new lifestyle myself.”
But I have already offered advice. I can’t help myself. Can you imagine? The blind and halt leading the blind. That is worry #2.
“Oh, Dave! Stop being so dramatic. They are likely over 21 and had their own dreams and aspirations (bucket-list) to fulfill. You were and are quite incidental to all that they are doing. Relax!”
I know that to be true. I had trouble influencing my kids when they were toddlers. And no hope of doing so today. So, I am pretty much in the clear of being charged as a bad influence. I know that. Still, not everyone can survive the self-abuse, accidents, mayhem and catastrophe that comes with the OTG territory. There will be blood.
If they survive the first two years, they are likely good. Lame, perhaps. Scarred, for sure. I just hope they don’t carry a grudge.
Congratulations X & Y. Welcome to OTG!