Epiphanies…..Sometimes you gotta love them, and other times, you wish you could wring their neck and tell it to shut up.
This is one epiphany I could have done without.
I mean sure, we all dream of being someone famous. Okay, so not most of us do. My son is perfectly happy with being an ordinary person, going to school, driving around, playing on Xbox and such. So why did I have to be born such a weirdo?
No one else in my family dreams of making it big one day. Everyone seems so content with staying at home, working, popping out kids, being….ORDINARY!!!!
Since I was a child I dreamed of being a ballet dancer. But I was too short. I dreamed of having my own band….But my voice can hit key notes and while I’m not tone deaf, my voice itself is all wrong. I don’t even sound right when I speak at all.
So I wanted to become an actress. Do you see the theme I’m going with??? It’s all around the entertainment business. WHY????
Was I freaking adopted and my mom had plastic surgery to look like me?
Was it something from a past life that I was….I do have a passion for silent films and I have a feeling I died sometime in the late 60’s…Yeah, I know…WEIRD!!! Like I said before.
But I’m too fat to become an actress. I choose….um, not so much healthy food and I can’t go longer than 20 minutes on a treadmill.
So I figure the one constant in my life is writing. I’ve thought about being a song writer. I have so many poems that can be songs.
But POETRY, SADLY, IS DEAD!!!!
I thought short-stories were the way to go.
SHORT STORIES ARE DEAD!!!
Novels–oddly enough–are the way to go. Let me tell you novel writing is no picnic. You have to make sure you get your sh*t right…You have to fill in the blanks…Even–possibly especially–when writing sequels. The audience needs that reminder from the previous books on who or what you’re talking about.
My first e-published story did become a novel….In three short stories all rolled into one. And it’s weird because now that I published it through Amazon…And I can only afford myself as an editor…I have to trust that it’s good, and now I actually have somewhat of a sense on how to write a novel a bit better.
Maybe that’s how first tries are supposed to be? *SHRUGS*
AHHHHHH!!!! I’m a crazy woman, I tell ya….I’m so quirky that even if I were to go into acting, I would probably only audition for the bizarre roles. I’d probably go for more of a TV role and something to where I wouldn’t have a close-up….And no nudity or even half nude scenes. I don’t want to scare people for crying out loud.
Right now…I’m a housewife, a house mom, a caretaker for people and animals, and so acting is so out of my league–not to mention I’m old…er. I’m older. Yeah, let’s go with that.
So I’m older and fatter and a crazed housewife/caretaker with time enough to maybe…just maybe write. And even my stories are so obscure that no one has bought my book. Not that I really tried to advertize much.
Would you believe I’m a Communications major? I have a college degree in Communications, and I completely suck at selling. I’ll be even lucky if I get a like on this blog or if someone will actually read my crazy rambling rant.
I dream big sometimes. I dream TOO big. What the f was I thinking???? Seriously!!!!
OK, getting off the pity pot now.