I smiled today when I read about Ree's blog being turned into a movie. Not that I read Pioneer Woman anyway (I probably would if the title wasn't "Pioneer Woman"), but because a blog is being turned into a movie. It shows you that blogs aren't always just boring shit about meaningless lives. I mean, most of the time they are, but sometimes other people actually want to read about it.
I've always wondered why so many shitty books (read: anything written by a celebrity) are published, and then why there are great writers who can't crack into the market. I did read Stephanie Klein's book. Stephanie is a blogger turned author. She and Ree bring me hope. Because seriously, after all is said and done, I don't want to be a Recruiter or a Generalist or an HR Manager, I just want to be a writer.
I want to lay in my hammock (coming soon - once this snow passes) and type up sentences and paragraphs that will one day form a book beloved by each of you. I want to give a choice finger to the Man and to kissing ass and to overtime and office drama and become my own boss. I want the life I've dreamed of, not the one that's expected of me. But until then, I'll keep writing here in my cobwebbed corner of the internet. I will actually begin this book I speak of as if it exists. I will actually work at it. Because that's what it takes. That or your celebrity.