A Twilight marathon was not where I expected to land my first bread-and-butter freelance gig, but I know how to take a miracle and run with it.
I stood in line and then sat in a theatre eating, drinking, and breathing in Twilight for 18 straight hours and then wrote about it. This is mildly monumental because I haven't written for publication pay in four years because of a) laziness and b) fear of failing, which led me to believe that my best option was c) to never try at all.
Well that ship has sailed, mi amigos. That ship has SAILED. Behold!
Really and truly, this was such a blast. It the biggest slumber party I've ever attended, and I have the painted toenails to prove it. I had a chance to disconnect the inner cynic and just roll with the mania to the point that when Edward proposes to Bella in the third movie, I cried like a little girl. And then I stood in line for popcorn before Breaking Dawn, completely punch-drunk and demanding my friends to tell me what in the heck was wrong with me.
What happened was (as far as I could tell) that I finally saw the point of Twilight for the first time: that it was a venue to not just dip into romance, you could lay down and roll around in it. And yes, it's corny and yes, there's elements of a humongous creeper in Edward Cullen and yes, Bella Swan is probably the whiniest heroine I've ever read, but it doesn't have to be Shakespeare for people to love it. Sometimes romance is corny or downright ridiculous, but that is okay. If Twilight got me to pull an all-nighter with friends for the first time since college, I can salute it for that alone.
Also because of the half-hour we stood in the parking lot watching cars file out into the night, so slap-happy we were laughing ourselves sick and I was inspired to fits of leprechaun dancing. You really missed a party, people.
So, here's to my first little toe-dipping into the world of freelance. The water is just fine. (Thank you, Lord.)
3 quips:
usual ravings about your writing:
while i'm generally proud of my own blog and the dreck therein (the good kind of pride), i hope that i can infuse it with the best aspects of my personality in the same way that you shine through so fully in yours. i love reading this goo.
general questions from reading said post:
so, what are you writing for? i.e. who is paying you money to go write about twilight? (because, while i still can't imagine why anyone would pay for such, you would be my first through seventh choices, should i need such)
I read your article, I read your blog post, and I have to secretly tell you (and all the blogging world) that I agree with you whole heartedly. What's wrong with a little teen romance? If anything the giddiness that was sparked in these silly movies sparked a little more romance between me and my sweetheart. I liked that too...and so did Steve:)
Oh my. I need your shirt!
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