|the rugrats having a pirate adventure. |
from here. also, "yo ho ho and a
bottle of milk?" hilarious.
I pined for adventure as a child. I don't know why. I'd always led a happy life, and I wanted for nothing growing up. But why did the characters in books get to have all these fascinating, compelling experiences, and I never did? Maybe this is why I spent the majority of my youth involved in theatre. I discovered an outlet where I could effectively pretend to be the one having the adventure, and people believed me. I became, for one example, Joan of Arc. I got to be closer to the pirate ship without having to wake up in the sand box. Because if I had been in the sand box, I would have been in the audience.
|the play in which i played joan of arc, |
way back at walden in '02. i would have
posted a picture of me in costume,
but those are all at my parents' house.
Looking back on it now, I realize it was taking that passive, observational role that upset me. I wanted to be actively involved in the storytelling. I miss acting so much sometimes, it's unbearable. I miss the moment, the way I felt on stage. I even miss memorizing lines. I miss being a character, reacting to a situation. But most of all, I miss the journey. I miss the cathartic energy of living in someone else's story.
So, is it really that strange that I should enjoy writing, as well? If my desire is to be actively involved in telling a story, then I think not.
I can handle books and movies and TV shows a lot better now, if you were wondering. Though, I must admit, reading THE HUNGER GAMES, CATCHING FIRE and MOCKINGJAY twice through within a month (not kidding) has sort of shut down my creative brain for a while. As soon as I get over the fact that I will never write anything as brilliant or important as that, I'll be fine.
|seriously, why even try? |
it doesn't get better than this.
remember the signs of a stellar book?
number one, fan art.