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Who Am I, Anyway?
Am I my resume? Who is this picture of a person I don’t know?
I am, I fully realize, a little behind the times with the whole blog thing. I decided to start this blog after months of emailing with friends about the craziness of pregnancy, acting and life in general. One of those friends, “D”, suggested I write a book. “I’ll help you market it. You gotta do something with this stuff, it’s hilarious.” I showed my husband her email . “See” I said “It’s confirmed. I'm hilarious. I told you.” While he didn’t quite buy into my hilarity like “D” did, he confirmed I could turn a phrase. (He didn’t put it like that, as he is not a writer. I am also, for the record, A LOT funnier than he is.) Still, a book seemed out of reach. “I could do a blog” I emailed “D”, thoughtfully. She didn’t email back, probably because she was in labor. Whateve.
But it did occur to me that a lot of my friends are becoming “older” parents now – that most of my friends are struggling artists in one way, shape or form, and all of them are beginning to realize how human they are – via parenthood, age or whatever else. It also occurred to me that, as I have always loved to write, a blog would be a good creative outlet for me and a fun way to banter. After all, I no longer have the time as a new Mom for that epic novel I’ve always meant to write, I suck at writing dialogue, so a screenplay that I can chip away at is out of the question, and my acting endeavors (read, equity waiver plays) are going to be out of the question for awhile, so, a blog seemed the thing.
Keep in mind please, I don’t have a degree in writing or in parenthood. My degree is in theater (which has only gotten me a secretarial job thus far) and the only parenting book I read before getting pregnant was Stefanie Wilder Taylor’s, “Sippy Cups Are Not for Chardonnay.” A great book with great tips that’s funny as hell, but Dr. Spock, she’s not. (Nor would she want to be I would image. Weird ears.)
So anyway, I, a mid thirties new Mom/Wife/Actor/Secretary am setting out to document my trials and tribulations of all four parts of my split personality for your, or at least, my reading pleasure. Because, what’s it all worth if you can’t have some laughs for being human along the way, eh? |