OK, so I’m figuring it all out….

One misfit mama wrote a book that can’t be placed into any one, specific genre.

So what do I mean when I say I’m a misfit?  Do I mean I’m like Aly Sheedy’s character on The Breakfast Club?  

Maybe.  I’m a misfit to be sure.  I can’t be pegged into any one mold.

I’m out there and strange and these are time where I definitely can be like Allison Reynolds.  I don’t think I’m a basket case, but sometimes, OK most of the time, I’m a little different from those around me.

There are the days where I’m this side of Claire Standish.  The complete and total bitch.  These are the probably the days to avoid me like the plague.  I’m not nice on when I’m this side of Claire’s character.

And then there are the days I’m a total geek.  Just ask my kids.  My daughter, Claire, (maybe subconsciously I named her after the character Claire) witnessed it yesterday on the drive home.  She just shakes her head when it happens and moves on to the next part of me and my day.

I do have my jock-like days.  If you can call playing tennis being a jock.  But I get out there, sweat my ass off and then work my ass off to win.  I don’t like to lose.  Is that a jock?  I don’t know, but it seems to fit.  So in this way I can be kind of like Emilio Estevez’s character.  Although, I can safely tell you I’ve never duct taped anyone butt cheeks together like Andrew Clark did.  

OK, I have to admit, even to myself, that Judd Nelson’s character is a bit of a stretch for me.  I can’t really be called a criminal, unless you want to count the time I got arrested for a three dollar parking ticket.  But I can be like John Bender.  Like him I’m a survivor.  I will prevail, in the end.

It doesn’t really come as a shock to me that I’m a misfit.  I totally relate to all of these characters.  I am all of these characters all rolled into one.  And in being a total misfit, I guess it shouldn’t surprise me that I wrote a misfit of a book.  It has romance in it, but it’s not really a romance.  It full of twists and turns but it’s not really a mystery.  It’s a bit of a suspense filled book but it’s not a true suspense.  It’s a lot like me…a misfit.  My book seems to be genre-less and un-brandable.  Like me, it’s also a bit like all of the characters in The Breakfast Club rolled into one.  But The Breakfast Club definitely found it’s branding and genre.  It’s been a classic coming of age movie for so many years.  So maybe, just maybe, I can use this to my advantage to brand myself and my book.

I’m the Misfit Mama Who Wrote a Genre-less book.  Wait just a cotton picking minute…I am indeed a misfit, but I think I just figured out my book isn’t genre-less…it’s Genre-FULL!!!