Saturday, July 29, 2017
Bucket List: a list of things a person wants to achieve or experience, before reaching a certain age or dying.
Everyone’s bucket list is different, and they are significantly distinctive from generation to generation. Traveling, acquiring money, meeting someone famous, or becoming famous, however, are more than likely on every person’s list.
My list is short, and not because I have done a great many things in my life. I dream for the impossible and anything short of that is simply not important to me. Actually, my bucket list is more like a wish list, and I really don’t care when any of my wishes come true, just as long as they happen before I am too old to appreciate them.
Here is my list:
1. My wish of attendees at my backyard BBQ: Charlize Theron, Natalie Portman, Jennifer Lawrence, Jennifer Connelly, Jessica Alba, Scarlett Johansson, Mila Kunis, Mary J. Blige, Nina Dobrev, Kristen Stewart, Alicia Keys, Eva Green, Phoebe Cates, Joan Jett, Kate Beckinsale, Brie Larson, Rhona Mitra, Kristin Kreuk, Maggie Q., Denzel Washington, Paul Bettany, James Earl Jones, Vin Diesel, Charlie Hunnam, Ron Perlman, Don Cheadle, Johnny Depp, Snoop Dogg, Dwayne Johnson, Liam Hemsworth, Chris Hemsworth, Cuba Gooding Jr., Zac Efron, Brad Williams, Keith Richards, Samuel L. Jackson, Matt Damon, and Brad Pitt.
2. I wish I would be invited to appear on the Jimmy Kimmel show.
3. I wish I was a better writer so that people would buy my books.
4. I wish I could speak at the UN to express my ideas on how to make the world a better place.
The third one is doable with practice, the other three are probably impossible. The list of people at the BBQ, I think, would make for an interesting party. Being on Jimmy Kimmel is just so that I can say that I was on TV once. As for speaking at the UN, I doubt any changes would come of it, but I sure would vigorously express my two cents worth about what’s wrong with the world.
That’s it for my list. I would have included winning the lottery, but money makes me crazy. Fame doesn’t excite me either nor does traveling around the world seeing stuff.
Have Nice Day and be a Red Cricket or a Jade Panther this Week!
Spreading the Love to Poland, Ireland, Hungary, United Kingdom, Sweden, and Norway.
Saturday, July 22, 2017
I decided to end my hiatus from blog posting and inform the world that I am still alive. You can all rest easy now.
Between working on another book and negotiating my finances so that I can put my trilogy books into paper backs, as well as publish my completed 4th book, I have had very little time for any thing else. Book 4 has been on hold because I have been searching for a cover designer who understands that unknown writers are typically poor.
In addition to writing, I have been considering another adventure to embark upon . . . stand-up comedy. I know, it sounds like a crazy idea and one I am sure to fail at, but like Dorothy and her gang of misfits, I am curious about the yellow brick road and where it will take me. I doubt that I have the courage to stand in front of a crowd and attempt to make them laugh, though I’ll never know until I give it a try. I thrive on being embarrassed and humiliated.
As a writer, I endeavor to awaken whatever emotions I can with captivating stories. However, if no one is reading my stories, I often wonder if continuing down this particular yellow brick road is worth it. And if I hear, “Keep writing and maybe someday one of your books might catch on,” one more time, I maybe or might kill someone. Bah, I’m a coward; I’d just shout random meaningless words at them and walk away.
At some point in life, sooner or later, we are all confronted with the formidable scary yellow brick road and are forced to make tough choices. Personally, I wish the dang thing was a different color. Yellow? A soft shade of blue would certainly be less frightening. Yellow is the color of a coward. I suppose, metaphorically speaking, that is the reason why the road is yellow; we must conquer our fears in order to succeed.
Making mistakes and bad choices are the things that make us who we are and who will become as a person. Unfortunately, there is no chart to follow or guarantee of a successful outcome. The only way to find out is to take the first step and keep walking until you reach a fork in the road. A fork is okay, just don’t plan on having soup for dinner. Be strong, be happy, and if you get tired of walking, take a break and smell a few roses or do some stress relief and shout angry words at an annoying relative who everyone dislikes.
Life is like picking and eating blackberries on a hot summer day, sometimes you bite into a sweet one or an incredibly tart one that makes your face explode.
Stay Cool and be a Green Giraffe or a Lavender Duck this week.
Spreading Love to Germany, Ireland, Hungary, and Switzerland!
Feel free to jot down a comment, because it’s the only way I’ll know if anyone reads the gibberish I write.