Inspired by Michael Jackson, talent by God

Day four and no work. Instead of being depressed and going over all of the issues in my life, I decided to go see Michael Jackson's This is it! Gerald has the week off and so we went together. It was nice to see him since we mostly chat on IM.

Michael Jackson was a true perfectionist whose instincts were so keen, it seemed he was psychic. I was so inspired to keep going for my dream and actually knowing it is going to happen for me. Writing is what I do. It allows me to say what I want, right or wrong. I do my best to research something to its very essence, then create a story on top of that.

Today, I began writing on my pilot. It felt so good not to be rushing somewhere or bored to tears on an assignment or working with an insecure person. I think when people see me, one of two things happen: they see what they could have done with their lives by going for their passion and not settling; or the look at me in disgust and pray they never end up like me a temp with no future and no history. What they don't realize is I am not responsible for the misery or joy in their lives and if they are looking to me for a solution, they need to find God.

Michael reminded me of myself with a dogged sense of perfection for every word I write. I feel I am the only one who goes nuts over a typo! I try to think of each word especially if I am angry with someone. I want to make sure they know exactly how they made me feel (how I allowed them to make me feel) and they will think again before trying to play that game on me. I am not a fighter per se, but I will let you know where I stand. Seeing Michael rehearsing and making each move perfect like a natural instinct, made me feel normal again. "This is it" this is my time to shine. I need to prove to myself that writing is my career and my passion.

I miss Michael and I wished I would have met him before he transitioned. I like to think in someway he is watching over me, pushing me to be the best me I can be. Of course that little voice in my head is me, although as of late it adds a "WooHoo" at the end of every triumphant choice of word, line, and scene.

Thanks Mike.