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What I love about my daughter is her fearlessness. She wears what she wants. She dances and sings and laughs with her whole heart. And she's not afraid to say no. Or, in her case, with a very straight back and lady like gentility, "No Thank you."

Pipsqueak is the pint sized version of Mary Poppins: Self assured, polite and a bit sassy, but she's so dang beautiful, not to mention a bit bossy, you simply have to listen.

Just this week I have been schooled on keeping my elbows off the table, leaving early for school so I'm not screaming obscenities on the way out the door, and how it's best to stick with the first scheduled event rather than do too much and be late.

Many people say that Pipsqueak is her mama all the way, but truth be told, she has taught me to be more like her. If it's simply assumed that the world will courtesy for her wishes, then I might as well take on that attitude.

Speaking of, I did indeed hear back from Oprah's people. They don't accept outside submissions for work, but they did provide addresses for me to send something anyway. So I will. I'll share those with you when I can find my phone and retrieve the message. (If nothing else, what a classy organization to actually return phone calls. Nice work, Oprah!)

Sticking to my "Be Brilliant in 2010" plan, I have been in touch with several other magazines and muckety mucks - many who have turned me down. But it feels good to be back out there. I'm not doing it from a "I must validate myself" perspective. I'm doing it, as Pip has so wonderfully taught me, because my talent and love are in those areas. 

And so, I bring you this question: Why deny your talent? Why not simply, like Pip and Poppins, put on that fancy hat and let the world see the star you are on the inside?  What is holding you back if you are not?




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Comments

Tue, 02 Feb 2010 14:00:22

Great advice and good to know you're living to the letter!

 

Tue, 02 Feb 2010 20:00:28

oof, you are asking the tough questions today

 

Tue, 02 Feb 2010 20:08:05

I learn more from my kids than anyone - makes me such a better person. I wish I could bottle some of Pip's confidence, though. She's such a crack up.

 

Fri, 05 Feb 2010 12:41:35

fear of rejection. plain and simple. and I know that that is just a deep metaphor for "me". me is holding me back.

I often wish i were like people like you. outgoing, able to talk to just about anyone at anytime and sell yourself when needed. (as in promote your work and talent, not as in on the street corner of course)

 

Mon, 08 Feb 2010 17:37:22

Someday, I'm going to be a clean stand-up comedian.

I mean it.

You can say you knew me "when". ;)

 

Tue, 09 Feb 2010 16:47:25

I would be brilliant at letting my star shine if I weren't crippled with depression. It has been a total bugger and wrecked many opportunities. If I am stupid enough to think about it, then I am in tears.

I'll settle for being mildly OK. Talent will have to stay hidden until I'm well. Or maybe never.

 

Fri, 19 Feb 2010 23:07:21

Fear of public speaking. But yes, isn't it wonderful to learn things from our children? I hadn't expected it. But it's wonderful. Especially these days, when the learning involves solving problems on my computer.

 

Mon, 22 Feb 2010 00:04:52

Hello hello neighbor,
how funny is it that im contacting you via computer while procrastinating (I have two midterms on tuesday and three papers). Well, i stumbled upon your blog again and love it just as much as ever. miss you and the babies, i've been so busy with college. lets go get starbucks soon :)

 

Wed, 03 Mar 2010 03:04:43

Such a good question. Why? I often wonder what would my life be like, and what would my writing be like, if I could just bind and gag that naysaying voice in my head, the one that says, "Oh, no one cares about that, what makes you think you're so special?" You know that voice?
I read some where that freelancers should make sport of collecting rejections from editors. The more the better. Good for you.

 

Sun, 21 Mar 2010 17:07:00

Pipsqueak inspires me to write while I wait...

 



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