*Warning: Potential mushiness ahead*
This past Saturday was my monthly RWA chapter meeting, featuring a panel of four chapter member’s spouses, expounding on how they support their wives careers as writers. The entire time, I kept thinking that the BF ought to be up there, answering questions, except that would have meant he’d have had to get up before 11AM on a Saturday.
I’ve often said I have the world’s most awesome boyfriend, and it’s totally true. I have the world’s most awesome boyfriend. He’s got the whole supportiveness thing down pat (it seems to run in his family. His youngest brother is all about his GF’s yarn business and her knitting. She spins and dyes her own yarn and sells it.)
The BF loves to make fun of romance books. But he’s also a great sounding board for my urban fantasy stuff. He grew up reading sci-fi and high fantasy novels, and he is well-versed in the world of nerdery. When I was still in the initial planning stages for Shadowdemon, he listened to me babble on and on about demons while we were out hiking one afternoon. He’s actually the one who came up with the title for Iron Jewel. And when I started thinking of a new plot line for a potential UF trilogy involving demonic priests, he oh so helpfully pointed out there were demonic priests in…WoW? I think it was WoW. He helps me figure out who to kill, and how to kill them, and when shit should blow up and when it shouldn’t. He’ll gamely try and keep up when I go off on some labyrinthine tangent about how to complicate a plot point, rather than simplify it, and then ask me why I have to make it so screwed up in the first place.
Three of my stories are set within the music world, and he’s got a wealth of knowledge I can draw from. But it’s more than just his random scraps of information on World War II fighter planes, running a small business, or various video games. He leaves me alone when I’m writing. He listens to me whine about rejections, and encourages me to send more out. He prods me into sending those nasty query follow ups when I’d much rather not (because hey, no news is good news, right?). And even better? He talks about it with his friends and his family, so they know what I’m doing as well.
The BF wants me to succeed. He’s constantly joking about my huge book contract that I have yet to land, and keeps asking when I’m going to quit my job so I can write full time (gotta land the big book contract first, BF). In short, he truly does win the award for world’s most awesome boyfriend. Most awesome partner, married or not. I would not have been able to write the eight manuscripts I’ve completed in the last year and a half it weren’t for him.
So thank you, honey. I wouldn’t be where I am now if you hadn’t backed me up.