>Wish Upon a Star

>Have you ever wished you could be someone or something you’re not? I don’t know about you, but I wish that sort of thing ALL the time. Right now, I’m wishing I could be the world’s biggest, nastiest bitch there is and just rip into some people I know. Why? Because I think they’re obnoxious twits without a spine to hold their heads up. They toe the party line, and never feel comfortable really thinking for themselves. Ohhh, you know someone like that? *grin*

Of course you do! LOL Everyone know someone like that. Hell have the U.S. knows that the other half is like that in terms of politics. *grin* So what do you do to deal with it? To deal with the irritation you feel, the frustration at not getting your voice heard, the frustration at not really being able to reach out to people so that they can know you, understand you?

Me? I just wind up wishing I could be that bitch I mentioned, but deep inside I know I can’t. It’s not who I am. Not matter how snarky someone else gets, no matter how much I want to defend myself, no matter how hard it is, I just let it go. Or rather I try letting it go. Letting go is easy, getting the ego to let go is a different matter altogether Oy! It’s like trying to part the Red Sea! Where the hell is Moses when ya need him! LOL

I watched an interesting Without A Trace episode a little while ago. It was entitled Revelations. It was about a missing priest who was really on a search for redemption. What I found so interesting about the show is that the message in the episode was similar to what I’m writing about here. The message was about letting go of self and launching oneself out into the biosphere with that leap of faith. It was about making amends.

So who do I need to make amends too? I need to make amends to myself. I’ve been neglecting me for a long time I think. So I’m gonna pamper myself, work on being nicer to me, and while I might not say it, I can at least think, F’em, I like who I am and they’re missing out on a good thing not taking the time to look deeper into who I am. Of course, not everyone is going to like. *shrug* That’s okay, as hard as I try there are people I don’t care for. It’s human nature. But then who needs shallow people anyway. *grin* There, I feel lots better now! LOL

Now, lets get back to releasing that ego and moving on!

Monica

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About Monica Burns

A bestselling author of erotic romance, Monica Burns penned her first short romance story at the age of nine when she selected the pseudonym she uses today. From the days when she hid her stories from her sisters to her first completed full-length manuscript, she always believed in her dream despite rejections and setbacks. A workaholic wife and mother, Monica believes it’s possible for the good guy to win if they work hard enough.

7 thoughts on “>Wish Upon a Star

  1. >Well get thee over to the BB and POST! No sense waiting!! This is wonderful news!!!

    As for me, my news isn’t quite as big as Kate’s, but I’m quite pleased, and as soon as I’m allowed, I’ll share.

  2. >LOL. I sold a short e-pub holiday story (17 pgs) to The Wild Rose Press — not the huge sort of news our Kate had yesterday, but I AM excited and will probably post as soon as it goes up for sale (still need to do the editing). Didn’t you hint at more news of your own? πŸ™‚

    I agree about the age thing. We’re all 25 and not getting older. The cliche — that youth is wasted on the young — is SO true.

  3. >HEY!! You’ve got a COVER!!!! Why didn’t you post on the boards!!!

    And we DO NOT talk age here. OK! I’m only 25 and it’s the DH who’s getting older. I simply get younger and more gorgeous everyday. rOFL

    Mon

  4. >Lately, I’ve been having a terrible time with homophones. Due instead of Do. Their instead of they’re. Two instead of to. It’s awful. I’m a freaking English major, and I have to reread everything I type. It’s either oldish age (I’m not quite at old age but not youngish either) or a brain tumor. Hmm…

  5. >Oy, that should be they’re not their!! Sometimes I hate Blogger cuz it won’t let me edit my posts! ARRRRGGGH! LOL

  6. >Oh, I’m moving on, Ellen. Their not worth even any angst at all. I’ll let them be the buttheads. LOL

    Mon

  7. >There are quite a few people I wouldn’t mind “ripping into.” I’m like you though — a non-violent/confrontational/bitch by nature.

    Hang in there! πŸ™‚