a day in the life: emily belden.
I recently had the opportunity to read the book, eightysixed. it’s a super real memoir, essentially about life. it is, without question, the proper way to digest reality television. I loved every moment of it! it’s what life really is; raw, messy, unexpected, and so good. I appreciated the complete honesty + at times found myself in the character. well, I got the chance to track down + ask thee author herself, emily belden, a few questions. you’re going to want to read it. (I promise: no spoilers, except you’ll want to read the book. she’s amazing).
my chat with the hysterical, genius + awe-inspiring author, emily belden. great advice, (very tiny) teasers into her book, and a bit more into what makes her tick.
let’s talk about the midwest. the entire country lumps us in a category. you’re from chicagoland and went to college in omaha. I’m from + live in the state nestled between the two. midwest, real thoughts – go!
There’s nothing like home! I live in California now, toggling between San Diego and Los Angeles, and as much as I love the sunshine, ocean, and palm trees, I miss my brisk autumns, Lake Michigan, and skyscrapers. There’s also a hustle unlike the midwest. It’s wholesome and exciting.
in your life, you had the opportunity to venture into the wild world of online dating. I didn’t get the pleasure. although your stories are magically entertaining and I vicariously lived through them (thank you!). did you uncover the secret to online dating? Is there one?
It’s so funny because the way you feel about missing “online dating” is the way I feel about missing the Tinder wave. I sometimes hover over people’s shoulders as they swipe right/left in the airport before a flight. Amazing. As far as the secret: have an open mind, let the guy make the plan (not for sexist reasons, but just to get a glimpse of their personality and sense of adventure), and always tell someone where you’re going and with whom. Safety first!
the dreaded “drunk text”. we’ve all been there. you pretend it didn’t happen, convince yourself it wasn’t so bad, and secretly hope to receive a response. am I right? is it wise drunk intuition or should it be avoided at all costs? if the latter, any tips?
Listen, here’s the deal. If you’re drunk, and the person-of-interest is drunk, then a drunken text (or real) convo is probably going to be magical. But if one of you is sober and living life (usually the case), receiving the drunken communication is only going to highlight your crazy. Avoiding a drunk text if you’re emotional and buzzed is like pretending you’ll stop a train with your pinky. If you really want to avoid doing it, leave your phone at home or give it to someone else.
there was a part in your book I read aloud to my husband. when I finished reading the passage, I said “See! I’m not the only one”. elaborate on the “red zone”.
It’s almost as if I can’t elaborate on the red zone without going into the red zone. But I’ll try. It’s just a delicate emotional state wherein it gets significantly heightened by someone hinting you may be in the red zone. Read: hormonal 20-something.
I truly believe fear is one of thee most paralyzing feelings. it holds so many people back from chasing their dreams + really going for it. me included. you, without question, put it all out there to write this amazing book. I can only assume there was a moment of “am I really going to do this?”. how did you overcome it? please, please share!
Like many others, I am a part of the Al-Anon Family Group. There is a line in Courage to Change that addresses fear and it says: All I have is today. Let me make today the most fully alive day I have ever experienced. Let that sink in…
I wanted so dearly to be reading your book on a tropical island, laying on a beach towel, with a mai tai in the other hand. where is the ideal location for consuming your book? (in reality, I read it in bed and refused to put it down, so fell asleep with it. Multiple times).
I have had several people send selfies (bookies?) of them reading Eightysixed on a tropical vacation – Aruba with a margarita, fedora, and sunburn. Love! But I also receive just as many notes from people who read the book late into the night, hunkered down in their crusty Lincoln Park apartments. To me, that’s probably home for this book.
you’re at a coffee shop, what do you order?
Tall skinny vanilla latte and a caloric pastry.
after reading pages 196-232(ish), it’s apparent you’re now in an exclusive “foodie” club. places people only dream of going. so much so, I didn’t even google the restaurants because I knew they were too fancy for me + my credit limit. those two places aside, where have you dined on your favorite meal?
When I’m not eating at three Michelin starred restaurants (first world problems), my go-to faves are Lou Malnatis pizza (deep dish cheese, extra sauce), Jimmy John’s (beach club no cucumber), and Dairy Queen (cookie dough blizzard, please).
if you had to pick only one (little) lesson, what do you want people to take from your book?
Don’t get in the way of your life story.