I am more and more troubled by the fact that a large majority of my blog entries begin with ” … it’s been a while ….” I made a pledge to create and maintain a blog to not only promote my forthcoming novel, but to simultaneously hone my writing skills. Entertaining the masses would be an added bonus, but I fall short of all of these marks if I do not update regularly. I’m a big fan of the saying, “If you don’t use it, you lose it” and I am petrified of losing my talent and being resigned to a life of mediocrity. I have a dream and I will forever chase that dream, even if it breaks my heart everytime.
I have acquired an awesome sense of motivation since viewing Midnight in Paris, the Woody Allen film. According to Wikipedia, it “… is a 2011 romantic comedy fantasy film written and directed by Woody Allen. Taking place in Paris, the film follows Gil Pender (Owen Wilson), a screenwriter, who is forced to confront the shortcomings of his relationship with his fiancée and their divergent goals, which become increasingly exaggerated as he travels back in time the city beginning each night at midnight. The movie explores themes of nostalgia and modernism .” I enjoyed it thoroughly and plan on watching it again and again. The film hit close to home in the struggles faced by the main character and more than anything else, it inspired me to write and not be afraid to fail. If I want to be a writer, then I need to be a writer.
That being said, I am continuing with the daily writing prompts tomorrow. Truth be told, I’m rather exhausted tonight. I spent the weekend with my oldest sister Melissa and her family in Emporia, Virginia. Her husband’s mother and father own a campground there called Yogi Bear’s Jellystone Park Camp – Resorts. It’s an absolutely beautiful campground and an awesome family destination. There’s a pool and a playground and various activities throughout the day. My nephews, Jimmy and Jack, kept me busy.
This is my nephew and godson, Jimmy. I love him more than I ever thought possible, so his moving to Virginia was quite a blow for me. He saved my life the summer after I graduated from college; I was broke, unemployed, without a car and incredibly lonely. Essentially, I felt completely useless and hopeless, but Jimmy gave me a reason to wake up in the morning, to smile and to feel blessed. Now that visiting him has become a reality instead of just a placating idea, I cannot wait to see him again.
This is my nephew, Jack. As the above picture clearly indicates, he is hysterical. He’ll be a year in just a few days. He’s walking, but without bending his knees, making him seem more like Godzilla than anything else. I really became attached to him this past weekend because his personality is shining through and he is just remarkable. The beautiful young woman holding Jack is my twin sister, Sammy. I named the main character in my novel after her.