I woke up this morning thinking the same thing I have thought for the last 3 mondays, "Damn it I have a ton of homework I need to start on." So like every other Monday since I've started school I pulled the covers over my head and tried to go back to sleep. After a little while I decided to finally get up and at least start on my reading. Now if you know me I have a routine that I follow every time I get on my computer. I check my e-mail, check my Facebook, check my Myspace and then I pull up my blog to see what others have wrote. Today however I got sidetracked by a post.
I want to give props to Hilarie Burton and her post on SGP (Southern Gothic Productions) blog this morning. Her words struck a cord in me that I had forgotten about lately. I am and always have been a theater kid. I will never be an actor, I have way to much stage freight, but I have always loved going to plays, musicals, etc. This love comes from my mother, I know it. We have always been a family that goes to plays. Local production, traveling broadway production, a production on broadway, it didn't matter. It's not about how much money the actors are getting paid, if they even are, it's about their passion to perform. I may not have been able to see all of the plays and I do tend to gravitate more towards the non-Shakeperian plays but I love sitting in the theater and being transported to a whole other world.
This post reminded me that there is more to entertaining people than making a huge blockbuster movie, or a long running TV show. You can make something that only a handful of people will see but you still have the chance to inspire the few that you can see. This is what I'm after. If I never make a million dollars I will still be happy if I can make something that means something to someone else. It's not about the money, the celebrity, or the acclaim for me. It's about finding that one person who needs to hear the words I wrote to get through something in their life they might now think they could face other wise. Or putting a smile on someone's face even if it's just for a split second. Because I know what those felting moments of inspiration can mean to someone's life because, like the blog post this morning, they are what have gotten me to where I am right now.
