Tuesday, December 2, 2008

The world will soon be ready to receive your talents

I've been waiting a long time for this to happen. It seems as if people are following me around waiting for something to happen. Sometimes people find themselves greeting me like an old friend eager to bask in my knowledge.

Just yesterday, this girl came up to me and said, "So when will you finish? I can't wait to read it. It's like a light popped in my head and said 'she will be done soon and you will love it'."
She was practically bouncing off the walls of the local junior high that my sister attends. I pick her up every afternoon. Usually, I sit in the car and wait for her to come out but something compelled me to get out and go to her.

"Well" she shrieked at me. "Are you finished? I want to read it so bad. Can I have an early copy?"

I stood before her completely baffled by this response from a kid I didn't even know! I just stared at her embarrassed by her eagerness and my apparent stupidity. Suddenly, it dawned on me what she was talking about.

"Oh! I know what you are talking about. Sure, sure you can get a copy. Do you know my sister? She can pass it on to you. Just give me a couple of more weeks and it will be done."

"Fantastic!" she squealed and tried her best attempt to squeeze the life out of me as she hugged me around my waist. "I'll be on the look out for you. I'll remember even if you don't."

"It's cool. Trust me. I'll remember you" I said with a stupid grin on my face as I moved away to continue to look for my sister.

I didn't really know where I was going and somehow I ended up at the counselor's office. I stood in the doorway of the office waiting on someone to come out so I could ask where I could find my sister. A tall brown skinned woman with a giant but beautifully kept Afro stepped out of a side office and smiled at me.

"It is you. I thought I recognized you when you walked through the door but I thought I was seeing things."

Again, I displayed a most unbecoming expression on my face as I wondered what she was talking about.

"Well, is it ready?" She walked over to me and held out her hand. "I apologize for my rude behavior. My name is Sasha Crow the school counselor and one of your biggest fans. I try to read your posts as soon as you get them online."

I smiled immediately at the mention of my blog posts. After months and months of no response or a glimmer that anyone was reading my drivel, people started responding to the things I wrote and then I announced that I would attempt to write a novel and the response was overwhelming. I was afraid I would let them down but I smiled with the secret knowledge that I was mere days from completing my first book.

"Thank you for reading my work. I love the feedback I have received from the readers." I stretched out my hand to shake hers. "I'm glad you enjoy it and yes, it is almost ready. I was just telling one of the students a few minutes ago that within a few weeks I will be done."

"Yes!" she says with a fist pump. "I can't wait to see what you have written. Congratulations, I'm sure it will be a success." Sasha continues to pump my hand that is still wrapped in hers.

I gently pull my hand out of her grasp. "Thank you again Ms. Crow." I slowly moved back out of the office. "I need to make my way back out towards the car. My sister is probably wondering where I am."

I walked quickly back to my car and to my surprise, my sister along with a gaggle of kids are standing beside it waiting for me. I give in to the warm feeling filling me up as I walk to the group waiting to praise me on my blog posts and pump me for information. I wanted fame for my writing but I never knew it would catch on like this. I'm glad I believed that fortune cookie that warned me the world will soon be ready to receive your talents because I'm primed and pumped for the attention.

I quickly greet my new fans with a winning smile and start signing autographs on the slips of paper that have been thrust at me.

Okay, I finally wrote something for that exercise concerning the fortune cookie. I hope it was okay.

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