Did you miss us during The Daily Feels’ summer break? I definitely missed all of you.
To catch you up on what you have missed since we were all last together, my book, It All Began With A Scream, has come out. The response has been crazy. Since being released, it has been floating around the top 10 of horror movies books on amazon. My book has been just behind the upcoming memoir from Elvira. Quite frankly my book can’t compete with her ample assets, so I’m fine to be just behind her. Also, I achieved a weird feat of being on the new three times in one day for different segments without having to murder anyone first.
The day that the book was released my publisher e-mailed me to offer a contract for a second book. This time I will be writing about the “Saw” series. So, all you squeamish folks steer clear of this one.
Training for the New York marathon is going well. I am up to 11-12 miles for my long runs. More importantly, I don’t feel like death when I finish these runs. Sure, I should plan better because during my last run I forgot both GU (which helps replenish carbs for long runs) and a mask, which would have allowed me to go into a store to buy Gatorade, but I didn’t feel like an invalid after finishing. The old me of a few years ago always felt like I needed to lay in bed for the rest of the day after a run that was half that length. As long as I don’t legit break anything in the next two months, I will hopefully be ready to take to the street of NYC come November.
At my regular job, things are busy and moving along. We also just received word that despite the pandemic, business has been good, so we got a raise and will be getting a bonus before the end of the year.
Things are going pretty well. I apologize if it seems like I am gloating. That’s not my intention in the least bit. Honestly, I have struggled with everything going so well. I don’t see myself as a pessimist, rather a realist; but I’m sort of waiting for the other shoe to drop and something to happen. It all just seems to be going a little bit too well. Granted, everything that is happening is because I worked hard for it over the last year or so. I’ve been putting in the long hours, exhausted beyond comprehension at times, to get to where I am.
Throughout all of this, we are – of course – still dealing with COVID, thanks to that bitch delta. Because of this, I have still been spending a lot of time home in my apartment. In a very “Rear Window” move on my part, the window in my kitchen looks out into the backs of different buildings and directly into the living room of a young couple that lives around the corner from me. Every night, like clockwork, they are sitting on the couch in front of the television eating dinner by 7:30 p.m. I don’t mean to be a creeper, but if he does go postal and kills her, I could be her only hope of getting justice. To be fair, she could also be the killer. I’ve seen “Basic Instinct,” and am a fairly liberal and progressive person. Women can kill people too.
Watching them, I’ve noticed that there’s just one thing missing: I don’t have that one person to be able to share it with, or routinely eat dinner on the couch with at 7:30 p.m. I truly appreciate everyone and their support, but I also feel like I am bothering them if I text too much with my neuroses about what did or didn’t happen. I honestly feel like a jackass even typing this because I have found such incredible support from every different group that I know. So many people came out for the book release party. My aunt even drove three hours to come from Binghamton, New York. But it’s the one puzzle piece that is missing right now.
Maybe in the next year, I will find that person before my next big milestone so I can share that with them. We can plan some fun way to spend my hypothetical royalty checks that are going to start rolling in and deciding who makes dinner each night. In the meantime, I know I have plenty of people who care and support me. I will keep surrounding myself with their love and support until that person comes along.
Padraic Maroney hails from upstate New York, suffering from middle child syndrome. His writing career began after moving to the Philadelphia suburbs while in high school. He wrote for The Bucks County Courier Times’ Reality section, written by local teenagers, and has the distinction of writing a weekly gossip column for a college newspaper at a school he didn’t even attend! His love of pop culture led him to intern at Teen People, where he met Janis Gaudelli, and realized he could turn being a millennial into a career. Since then he’s alternated between writing and marketing, but always focused on Millennials and everything they bring to the table. Padraic is a lover of shenanigans, 80s music, and the movie “Scream.”
You can follow his additional adventures on Instagram: @padraicjacob