Friday, March 2, 2012
I'm Attached to Annie
Annie is not afraid to try things, where as I was pretty much a scaredy cat to new things.
Annie is more than willing to step up to the plate for dramas and solos. I loved both, but struggled to hide my knocking knees whenever I was to perform in front of an audience.
Annie is feisty, and I was feisty...inside. Outside, I was too quick to comply to authority to be feisty.
But I sure did dream of being like Annie. Much of my middle school years were spent with my nose in books. I was more alive in my dream world than I ever hoped to be in my real world.
One thing I did share with Annie is my distaste for bullies. In fact, bullying was one ugly human tendency that could bring me quickly out of my dream world. And I have to admit: Annie's whipping of a neighborhood bully with a keen switch really was something I did.
I don't want to give the plot away in my book, though. Suffice it to say I drummed up enough righteous anger to take on a mini-terrorist who had ruled my street. And it sure felt good.
All these years later, I'm still shocked at how I was able to quell that roaming beast. He never terrorized anyone again after I got through with him.
How's that for feisty? I guess I had my moments of being like Annie. I can't wait to have her story read. Stay tuned!