{"id":3386,"date":"2013-11-18T13:42:49","date_gmt":"2013-11-18T18:42:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/?p=3386"},"modified":"2013-11-18T19:32:59","modified_gmt":"2013-11-19T00:32:59","slug":"wishing-crazy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/triciatierneyblog.com\/?p=3386","title":{"rendered":"Wishing Crazy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>As a kid, I was crazy about wishing. When dusk fell, I pressed my nose to the window to see the first star and recited this little ditty in my head: &#8220;Star-light, star-bright, first star I see tonight, wish I may, wish I might, that the wish I wish tonight, does come true&#8221;. I can still picture (what may well have been a planet) the twinkling glow blurred through the crosshatch of the grimy screen of my Bronx apartment window. I have no memory of what I was wishing for. Some toy? After all, we had the essentials in my family.<\/p>\n<p>Then I discovered eyelashes. <em>My<\/em> eyelashes. Whenever my mother fished an eyelash out of my eye she&#8217;d offer it, balanced on her fingertip, and say, &#8220;Make a wish!&#8221; Who knew that I fluttered such a wealth of wishes every time I blinked? There was no stopping me now! Oh, I still sent my desires out to the stars, but also added lashes. I pulled away at my lids, then lined them up on my pillowcase, wishing on them one by one. Again, I cannot remember what it was I was after? And did I wish the same thing on every lash? Or assign a special wish to individual lashes?<\/p>\n<p>What I do remember is the look of horror on my mother&#8217;s face as she put me to bed one night. &#8220;What happened to your eyelashes?&#8221; I started crying, probably in embarrassment. I don&#8217;t think I told her what I was up to. Even at the age of 5 or 6, I suspect I sensed that this wishing business was all nonsense.<\/p>\n<p>Or was it? What got me on this tangent today was an Advanced Reader Copy of (ARC in the biz) I received the other day:\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/www.barnesandnoble.com\/w\/one-simple-idea-mitch-horowitz\/1115123579?ean=9780307986504\"><em>One Simple Idea: How Positive Thinking Reshaped Modern Life\u00a0<\/em><\/a>by Mitch Horowitz. I can&#8217;t give you my 2 cents about this book since I&#8217;ve yet to read it, but the jist of it is the author&#8217;s personal and intellectual exploration about whether the power of positive thinking works. And his first chapter is titled: &#8220;To Wish Upon a Star&#8221; reminding me that my nightly date with a star was as much a part of my bedtime ritual as any Our Father or Hail Mary. Is there a connection between this wishing business and positive thinking? Perhaps. Hope?<\/p>\n<p>In a way, I still send my wishes out there. Every every time I spend a few bucks on a lottery ticket or email off another query to a literary agent, and if that &#8220;wish&#8221; comes true &#8211; which it sometimes does &#8211; my manuscript, I do so with a wish worthy of a star or an eyelash.\u00a0Even though I only rake in rejections, and toss out the lottery tickets, I keep at it. Similarly, every spring I plant the garden thinking<em> this<\/em> year the fence will keep that bastard groundhog out.<\/p>\n<p>I appreciate the power I have as an adult to make many things happen rather than wait for some abstract magic and power from space. And while I&#8217;m still not above the occasional wish, \u00a0the truth is &#8211; I already have so much &#8211; and now, I get that. My beautiful daughter is healthy and happy. Ditto on my good man and sweet dog. I have a great, book-filled job and darling house with a good roof \u00a0surrounded by neighbors who are friends that I love. What more could I wish for? Besides, I want my eyelashes to grow back.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As a kid, I was crazy about wishing. When dusk fell, I pressed my nose to the window to see the first star and recited this little ditty in my head: &#8220;Star-light, star-bright, first star I see tonight, wish I may, wish I might, that the wish I wish tonight, does come true&#8221;. 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