Have you seen "Rock Star" with Mark Wahlberg?
That's okay. It's about the singer of a "Steel Dragon" cover band who gets a shot at the big leagues and replaces "Steel Dragon"s lead singer, something that actually happened to Judas Priest once long ago, when men were men and rock was rock. The movie entertains the idea that getting what you always dreamed of, in this case fame, money, and endless pussy, actually corrodes your soul, or at least makes you move back home to Seattle. What do you think? To quote Greg Brown, "If your dream came true, would you still want it then?" Maybe it depends on the particular dream. Or maybe it's the gauzy thin nature of all dreams, perhaps they exist better in the mind than in real life. So far landing a publishing deal, after tunneling for it all this time, has been awesome. Yet, maybe it will one day drive me insane. How does one morph into even the smallest of public figures? Today I tried to convince Sarah to lie and tell strangers that I manage a local Burger King rather than explain my writerhood to them.
Well, the floor is open. Help this bitch out.
6 comments:
Well, my first advice would be to NOT buy any leather pants.
Aw, man, that was the only idea I had going for me!
I think we all get tired of explaining our chosen profession at some point. Do you know how many random strangers have asked me if I'm going to psychoanalyze them?
I've read almost all of George R. R. Martin's work, yet I wouldn't recognize him in the street, so hold off on the leather pants.
I say be honest and be proud.
Or just tell them you are an out of work optician.
Ha. Yeah. I've seen people react that way to you myself. Is it good or bad that people try to pin you down by your career? Stupid humanity, trying to interact.
You can never be pinned down, Bloggy! You are like the wind!
Say you are a writer. At least you won't be victimized like the poor waiters and waitresses who are often greeted by the question "so, are you an out-of-work actor or an out-of-work musician?"
I went to seminary with a guy in leather pants.
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