Wednesday, December 2, 2015

Desperately Seeking Talent

We spent some time with some friends and I got to meet someone new - a couple from Nashville that work designing sets. You know like sets for concerts and award ceremonies - they got to do the CMA awards. How cool is that?

I was visiting with them and asking about their adventures and some of the celebrities they've worked with and he said that Taylor Swift was by far his favorite. He was telling me how down to earth and nice she was and then went on to say how she really is musically gifted. Because they are present during rehearsals they get to hear the singers without all the back up support systems and  he shared the a lot of singers aren't really that good but that she had the best voice he has ever heard.

I off offhandedly responded with "I wish I had a talent like that."

He looked at me, paused and said with complete confidence,  "You do. You may not know what it is yet, but you do."

It's bothered me ever since.

Do I have a talent? Am I supposed to have a talent? Wouldn't I know if I did? What if I don't?

So I've been thinking about it.

And I couldn't come up with anything. Nothing. Not one single thing.

I mean, there's a couple of things I'm decent at - I'm pretty good at making up silly rhymes/poems, I can tell a pretty good story and I can turn almost anything into a dirty conversation.

That's it.

And none of those are really talents. I mean, how is being perverted a talent?

So I was washing dishes and thinking about it. Again. I wasn't joking when I said it really bothered me. What am I good at?  So I'm good at dirty talk and can create a semi-interesting story...hum, options are limited.

My hubby has said several times that I should write a book. But a book about what? Just because I can compose a corny little poem doesn't mean I can write.

Then I remembered that I used to do these little cartoons for my 9th grade boyfriend.. I wasn't into cartoons and either was he. Plus I can't draw - they were just these little stick figures. But I had a pretty good story and they were somewhat dirty.

Not really dirty. I mean, I was a good kid and hadn't even kissed a boy. But they hinted around, had some sexual overtones. It was about a princess that was trying to protect her virginity. So definitely some sexual overtones.

But they were pretty interesting and funny. At least I think so...I used to periodically pass them to him going down the hall to class and if too much time went by he would ask for one.  In fact, we reconnected when I was about 20 and he said he had saved them.  So I think they were somewhat decent.

Then it dawned on me - I could write a book, I could totally write a book.  But it would have to be erotica.

Oh.

So back to square one...what am I good at?

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