Obnoxious Bitch
Wednesday, July 14, 2004
“You should write a book!”
If I had a dollar for every time I’ve heard that sentence whenever I’ve talked about some small part of my family’s decidedly checkered past, I’d probably have nearly enough money to live off of while I holed up and did the deed. For 30 years or more I’ve been countering with, “Not until the Matriarch goes to the Great Beyond...” But hell, I might just start a first draft; and with any luck at all I can get a few nuggets of truth, or at least a first-hand perspective of how things were in the early 20th century… in my hometown, in the world, in society. And if I can’t get the REAL story about some of the more interesting turns of events in the family history, then I’ll just make them up, dammit! Wonder how that’ll go over? Heh!
Y’know, I’ve spent a good portion of my life crafting personae for one reason or another, and it may be time for one of them to get her fifteen minutes of fame. Hell, I’ll even give up the fame if I can still have the fortune. I’ve made other people lots of money for many years now… why shouldn’t I finally have a chance at the wealth myself?
This entry inspired by Les, who’s ruminating on some of the same issues I have been for quite a while now.
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