Week #14: Almost famous

“As a rock star, I have two instincts, I want to have fun, and I want to change the world. I have a chance to do both.” – Bono

I think I know why my coworkers think I’m crazy. I’ve lived by myself too long (even when I had roommates) & my head runs a constant stream of commentary, jokes & theat-ah. I’ve always appreciated my own sense of humor immensely & it’s difficult for me to keep the hilarity inside, so I often break out in giggles & nonsensical comments. Which apparently is crazy. I’m blessed to work in an environment where crazy is accepted.

Working with SUSIE Magazine, the fun comes along with something that really matters. We get to affect the lives of thousands of teen girls throughout the world. I love it, but I never thought it would make me famous. About a month ago, SUSIE entered Walmart’s Get on the Shelf contest. One among 4,000 entrants all trying to get sold in Walmart, it felt like a shot in the dark. But with the support of our awesome readers & several RTs from famous people (TobyMac RT’d us?!?!), we ended up in the top 10 to go on to the second round.

The next thing you know we’re making a video for Walmart to distribute nationally & a reporter from the Kansas City Star is dropping in to interview us. I have never had the potential* to be this famous. What a new thing (& I basically had nothing to do with it)! Don’t worry, I won’t let it go to my head!

* Help me be even more potentially famous—vote in the Final round April 11-23 at http://www.getontheshelf.com/!

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Week #4: Anybody seen a toad?

Luna: ‘And I don’t know who you are.’ ‘I’m nobody,’ said Neville hurriedly. – Harry Potter & the Order of the Phoenix by J.K. Rowling

I’m a geek. Most people may know or at least suspect that I’m a geek, but they don’t know the level of geek-ness that I have achieved. The geek card I’m laying down is not a +5 Supreme Knowledge or +4 Epic Costumes (though I have dressed up for the last 2 Ren Fests), but a +11 Spazzoid Mega-Love card.

Nothing turns my day around, bursts out a smile, makes me jump up & down, run a marathon with bunnies, bounce on clouds of marshmallow & marzipan, fly with the moon on my wings—well, I think you get the idea—more than an encounter with these objects of my geek girl heart. The worlds of Doctor Who, Lord of the Rings, Princess Bride, Firefly & Harry Potter do this for me.

One of the things that I think allows me to enjoy these stories is that I really get into them. I mean, I really get into them. I yell out warnings about every bad guy waiting in the shadows; I hold my breath through every watery tunnel as moral support. I’m swallowed up by the roller coaster of victories & defeats. But nothing really gets to me quite as much as the underdog. The Neville Longbottoms of the world who live as nobody, who struggle, win & lose on the sidelines. I wish I could be in the story, if only to include & encourage him.

Neville’s transformation from “Neville, the boy who kept losing his toad…” (HP & the Sorcerer’s Stone) to “ ‘I’ll join you when Hell freezes over.’ said Neville” (HP & the Deathly Hallows) while our eyes were on Harry. His story went on whether or not it was witnessed, just like in real life. The sword-wielding champion is epic, but his many flubs & foibles were a part of him, part of the reason that I love him, root for him, & cheer for him.

So I realized, if I can love something so eternally trivial as a fictional character from Harry Potter because of his goofiness & faults, why can’t I love the spastic, funny, drooly, kind person that God enables me to be? He laid +Infinity Spazzoid Mega-Love card down on me; His love should be what defines me. Therefore, my project for this week is not to say or think anything unkind to/about myself. This is going to be hard because if I mess up, it’ll be second nature to say/think something discouraging & thus continue the cycle. But I’m going to do my best & proceed with grace. If you hear me slip, please remind me. I’m only Neville after all 😉

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