Normally, I have so much going on in my brain – enough to ramble on about without the assistance of using the Daily Prompts – but I’m having such an off-day that I checked both lists out. Unfortunately, they’re so – eh – to me, creatively, there’s no way I could write an entire post about either. So, here’s my answer to both:
Daily Post: Fright: Open space heights. Not flying, because it’s enclosed, but my legs will shake on a step-ladder. Yes, I’m weird. So, you would never catch me voluntarily putting myself in a high-up with nothing to hold onto position. No, you couldn’t possibly have enough money, honest.
NaBloPoMo: Plugged-In? I’m so plugged in, it wouldn’t matter which color pill I took, the Matrix would still own my ass.
Okay, now that that’s out of the way, here’s a piece I stole, and embellished upon, from myself. I’m allowed to do stuff like that. Especially when I can’t seem to get WordPress and Facebook to stop fighting and just hold hands…awww
A Completely Random Thought
Karaoke is, decidedly, my greatest weakness… for torture. Put some off-key, shrill-voiced drunk on stage with a microphone and I’ll tell you anything you wanna know. Hell, I will make something up – anything! Just make it stop!
Now that you know that, I’d really appreciate it if you never used it against me. Thanks a billion.
HOWEVER, eons ago while I was moaning miserably with my hands clamped over my ears to stop the bleeding, a wise and drunk friend said to me “Hey, you gotta give ’em credit, at least they’ve got the guts to get up there and try.”
I realized two important things from this recently: One, he was tone deaf and far more intoxicated than I – and two, writing is our karaoke.
We might not perform the task drunk in a room full of strangers (Or do you?), but the process of writing, submitting to an agent/publisher and then waiting for a reply is as good as climbing up on that spit of stage and crooning out some nineties hit while trying to follow the timing of highlighted words on a 5×5 screen – with a neon background.
It’s exhilarating and heart-stopping. It’s palm-sweating and nerve-wracking – and clicking that blasted “SEND” button definitely makes us (just me?) feel like vomiting… But at least we’ve got the guts to try!