In the meantime and between time, I have been living my life normally - you know, going to school (just finished my freshman year and also took a couple summer classes), dealing with the crazy family I was fortunate enough to be born into, hanging out with friends, catching up with some awesome tv shows and discovering wonderful new music, etc.
So, first off... let me just say this:
Don't try going to a free play when an A-list Hollywood actress (aka Anne Hathaway, who strangely enough had the same name as Billy Shakespeare's wife) has been cast as the role of the leading lady. In June, my friends and I tried to wait in line at Shakespeare in the Park like we do every year to get free tickets to Twelfth Night. We usually got there around 8AM to wait for the ticket distribution at 1PM. Then we'd spend the whole day roaming around Central Park and the city until it was time to watch the show later that night. But unfortunately, things didn't really go according to plan...
We didn't get tickets. The last person who got tickets said they'd waited in line since 3AM. Which is INSANE.
And the reason people were actually so eager to watch a Shakespeare play?
Yes, you guessed it - Anne Hathaway played Viola, who was marooned on the island of Illyria and had to masquerade as a man working for Duke Orsino in order to support herself because she believes that her brother Sebastian had drowned... Long story short, it's about a case of mistaken identity and the funny things that love makes us do.
That was the first time in YEARS that a play at Delacorte Theater was sold out (or, more accurately, ran out) of tickets.
But it wasn't all that bad... There was a really cute guy named Zach who worked at the theater that my friends and I just kept staring at. He had that laid-back surfer kind of vibe, and he sort of reminded me and Tegan of John Krasinski, who plays Jim in the show The Office.
Overall, despite not seeing the play, my friends and I just ended up having a picnic in the park and walking around the city. And gosh, was it a beautiful day...
Later that night, I had such a pleasant dream... If only it had come true: There were enough tickets for everyone, and to top it all off, Zach served us dinner while the performance was going on. Steak with sauteed veggies and wild rice. YUM.
I was bummed when I woke up the next morning, but it still put a smile on my face. Oh, well. There's always next year, anyway. ;)
Anyway, I also got hooked on listening to Tristan Prettyman, The Fray, Kings of Leon, and The Script. Their songs are sooo addicting, they're like eargasms. And they inspire me to write some more scenes in the story that I've been forever working on. I suggest that you add these to spruce up your playlist (in no particular order):
- Breakeven - The Script
- The Man Who Can't Be Moved - The Script
- The End Where I Begin - The Script
- Talk You Down - The Script
- Fall For Anything - The Script
- Use Somebody - Kings of Leon
- Sex on Fire - Kings of Leon (James Morrison also made a cover of this song)
- Syndicate - The Fray
- Say When - The Fray
- Enough For Now - The Fray
- Shy That Way - Tristan Prettyman featuring Jason Mraz
- Smoke - Tristan Prettyman
- Madly - Tristan Prettyman
- Love, Love, Love - Tristan Prettyman
So far, I've squeezed in three full chapters within this past week - something that I wasn't able to do during the regular academic year because my focus had been to study my ass off. And now, for the first time in a long time, I can see where I want to go with my ideas and can see myself actually finishing it sometime within the next year. I even came up with a cool title.
And yes, it's a novel in case you're wondering why it's been taking me so long. ;)
I've also been taking inspiration from one of my favorite authors, Meg Cabot. I recently picked up a copy of the first book in the latest series she's been working on, called Airhead. It's more interesting than the title suggests, I assure you. Have you ever wondered what it would be like to walk in someone else's shoes? Ever wonder if a brain-transplant (or, more accurately, a whole-body-transplant) was possible? Just ask sixteen-year-old Emerson Watts, who woke up one day to find that her body wasn't at all hers... but that of Nikki Howard, international teen supermodel sensation. Intriguing, eh? I've already read half-way through the novel, and I honestly can't wait to get my hands on the next one.
Nor can I absolutely wait for Meg's The Mediator series to finally become a feature film!!!!! So move over, Isabella Swan and Edward Cullen. Meet Suze Simon, a teenage girl who can see ghosts, and must help them on their way to wherever it is they're going... and Jesse de Silva, the alluring Spanish cowboy who haunts her bedroom and just won't leave because something is holding him back (and no, it's not as sappy as it sounds... it's actually pretty spunky, hilarious, and clever).
So oh, for the love of reading, and especially writing... Hello, adventure. ;)
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