Archive for October, 2007
One more week until November….
Are your keyboards ready?
First, for anyone with writing aspirations, allow me to direct you to NaNoWriMo… National Novel Writing Month. Challenge yourself to write a 50,000 word novel in 30 days. I’ve tried twice and failed twice. Meh. You have nothing to lose by trying, and if you succeed you win the much sought after bragging rights of calling yourself a novelist. While I admit I have not yet signed up for this one yet, I probably will. Maybe.
And for those who may wish a somewhat mini version, there is NaBloPoMo… National Blog Posting Month. Challenge yourself to write a blog post every single day for the month of November. You might actually win real prizes. I have the achieved the bragging rights of winning this challenge last year, though I am still disappointed that I did not win that “Writing Well” t-shirt I have longed for, which happened to be a prize last year. This year, it doesn’t seem to be a prize, but think how cool I’d be a cocktail parties if I could say I was a two-time NaBloPoMo winner. Not that I go to cocktail parties. Or ever seem cool. Meh. I’m doing it anyway.
Bring on the coffee. Let the games begin.
Last week was nasty. Back to back failed job interviews and various emails and conversations designed to reinforce my worthlessness took a certain mental toll on my psyche.
But as a parent I spend a fair bit of time encouraging my girls to see a larger picture… not get hung up on small obstacles of life and the opinions of others. It’s very hard to dole out that sort of advice and arrive home moping about one’s predicament. So I tuck the hurt away, and publicly wander around as if nothing is any different.
There is a part of me, though, which begins to wonder if it is possible that I am correct in my perceptions of self value when the whole world seems to think otherwise? How is it that every opportunity passes by? How is it that one can work hard, pray devotedly, live kindly and still seem to come out the loser every single time?
And as I pondered this in an odd moment of solitude, two words restored my faith. Two little words…
Do you remember how it used to be that only Big Bird could see Snuffalupagus? Each and every time he went to show the world his friend, his friend had disappeared only to have everyone thinking BB might be a tad over-imaginative…. perhaps even looney. And this went on for years and years – perhaps even a decade. But Snuffy was real.
And I am not the loser last week had me positioned to be.
G*d willing, it doesn’t take a decade for the world to figure that out.