Another re-post from Apéritifs & Sippy Cups, in case you didn’t get a chance to see it there. I wouldn’t want to be responsible for your missing out on what might be Italy’s greatest invention (espresso + chocolate = unparalleled brilliance). Also, I really could use your support. Without further ado, then…
We’ve been passing around seasonal maladies this week at the Bassett home (with the exception of Dan, whose beard is presumably acting as an air filter), and our Friday night board games and caramel corn have been downgraded to pajama pants and cold medicine. Things have had to be a little quiet around here while we’ve taken care of doctor’s appointments and approximately 3,817,450,662,937 loads of laundry, but we’re still incredibly touched by each new donation. A sniffly THANK YOU to everyone who has helped get us past the 20% mark!
Before crashing in a Nyquil-induced stupor for the night, I wanted to open up a second chance at Pocket Coffee for everyone who missed it the first time around. The prize is an 18-pack of some seriously delicious espresso-filled chocolates, and here’s how to join in the running:
- Between now and Saturday, December 17, back my book on Kickstarter with whatever amount you’re able to give. (If you’re already a backer, raising your pledge by even $1 will enter you into the giveaway.)
- If you refer others who back my project during this time, shoot me a message via the “contact” link on the left, and I’ll enter your name into the giveaway an extra time for each referred backer.
That’s it! On Saturday, December 17, I’ll use Random.org to choose a winner, and one of you will have an awesome little holiday gift on its way.
I have some big hopes tied up in this little book, and I truly appreciate all your support! Even through the haze of cold season, I’m crazy excited to see what you can help make happen.
Thank you all, and now… goodnight.
* Giveaway open to participants worldwide. I will privately contact the winner for shipping information after the giveaway has finished.
Disclosure: This giveaway is not compensated or sponsored by anyone but ourselves. We just love Pocket Coffee and think you would too.
I am absolutely positive on this one point: I had no idea what Daniel and I were getting into when we started this Kickstarter project. Of course, had I known, I would have waited for sometime when I had a month off work, excess energy, and aligned stars guaranteeing our success, which would have been never. There’s definitely something to be said for just squeezing your eyes shut and taking the plunge. Things get done that way.
But goodness. The past few weeks have taken an industrial-sized ice cream scoop to my insides and scraped up every last speck of energy. Every. single. day. Through the giddy fun of setting up our fundraising page, I failed to see that it would become our full-time job this month—managing websites, editing media, socializing, networking, writing, writing, writing, and asking people to exchange their hard-earned money for our dream. I don’t use the word “our” lightly, by the way; the only way this campaign has been possible on top of my teaching schedule has been sharing the load with my nerdy rockstar husband… who is also keeping up a day job. We haven’t been sleeping much.
If you want to know the truth, though, the most draining thing so far has been the emotional effort of all this hoping. I dearly want to see this gamble pay off, so every new minute sends me swinging between elation and despair. The hopeful calm in between feels as impossible as the $10,000 I’m asking for. I can’t help comparing my project to some of Kickstarter’s wild success stories and then slumping lower because I don’t have their thousands of Twitter followers or their corporate sponsorship or their professional video shoot. I know jealousy isn’t attractive, but this is me, real.
I want this book to happen. I want the chance to work from home this winter writing it. I want to be present for my little girls again instead of dashing off to work every day. I want to follow my creative impulses and devote my time to what gives me life rather than what saps it away. So many wants… yet the word itself makes me cringe at my own selfishness. Only the thinnest line has ever separated gratefulness and guilt for me.
However, I can’t agree to live without hope, without reaching toward what matters even when that hope feels undeserved. This book is part of a larger vision for our family, and dismissing the idea because of misplaced guilt would be like coating a kaleidoscope in concrete. So we’re doing this now, knowing that the other option is never and clinging to color for all we’re worth.*
*Which we hope is at least $10,000.
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(P.S. – An introspective post coming soon. I hope. I think. Time is not my friend these days, but I appreciate you all for sticking around regardless. XO)