I just got an update from Richard Dean Anderson's website. He is the coolest. Retirement seems to agree with him. But as I was looking at the latest pic, I realized that he looks like some of my cousins on mom's side. And I instantly flashed back to days of wishing that my cousins were really my brothers. I used to wish that about MacGyver too.
How cool a big brother would he have been? Nobody picks on you when Mac attacks. Okay... more like sets up a Rube Goldberg revenge/escape, but still... he hurts when you hurt and he sticks with you even when you are about to do something totally stupid and death inviting like fly into a South American rebel base pretending to be arms dealers.
Instead of having to set up defensive perimeters and look for snipers every time I walked into my house only to have my brother foil every attempt at safety, I would have had a brother to do all those things with that brothers are supposed to do. Of course I would have been considered the Beave, I'm younger. And entirely too trusting. But i would never have been left out/hanging/or lonely. And no one would have gotten amo from Mac to use against me at school.
Yes I spent a lot of time in my head as a child.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
So you want to be a writer now?
Yes. I do. I always have. If I wasn't drawing and coloring as a child I was writing. And I've nevr stopped.
So where is this collection of handwritten manuscripts? Mostly gone. The ones I liked best were stolen by a boyfriend. He took a lot of things with him when he left. But the loss of a 3 subject notebook full of one to four page stories was the emotional equivalent of being sucked into space by a hull breach. As they say no one can hear you scream. And in my life no one cared what he took so long as he was gone.
I've started some fan fiction, wrote scenes for some of my favorite characters and tried to keep my thoughts together enough to actually finish a novel. But, something in me says "I can't do it." and the stupidest and apparently strongest part of me says "You're right!" But I am still determined.
I am going to take that class and I am going to write copy so that I can then have time and resource to write fiction. Most of the fiction that I write is for myself anyway. I just like to be humored in a Frasier/Niles fashion but I have to write it myself now.
Live in the past much?
So where is this collection of handwritten manuscripts? Mostly gone. The ones I liked best were stolen by a boyfriend. He took a lot of things with him when he left. But the loss of a 3 subject notebook full of one to four page stories was the emotional equivalent of being sucked into space by a hull breach. As they say no one can hear you scream. And in my life no one cared what he took so long as he was gone.
I've started some fan fiction, wrote scenes for some of my favorite characters and tried to keep my thoughts together enough to actually finish a novel. But, something in me says "I can't do it." and the stupidest and apparently strongest part of me says "You're right!" But I am still determined.
I am going to take that class and I am going to write copy so that I can then have time and resource to write fiction. Most of the fiction that I write is for myself anyway. I just like to be humored in a Frasier/Niles fashion but I have to write it myself now.
Live in the past much?
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