(Current Sounds: ...well, something. I'm too tired to look--but can anyone guess? Its pretty obvious.)
Writing Prompt:
"Would you like to be famous? Why or why not? What you you like to be famous for?"
Its a big jump, being ordinary and plain Jane one moment and then suddenly sky rocketed to stardom. BAM, metamorphosis. To me, being famous is both the highest and quite possibly the most dangerous place to be.
Maybe most dangerous because you're prone to fall for the blindness of the so-called 'popularity' you obtain. But that's my simple opinion--its about the fact of being famous that befuddles me.
I guess most people like the mindset that comes with becoming that sort of status: a lucky break, the perfect time to gain some spotlight time or just playing oblivious and truthfully wouldn't understand why it was THEM to be famous. Might be in my favor because its definitely a mood I'll intentionally use.
Being famous to me seems like a new habit, not a lifestyle. How could I act if I suddenly had "fanboys?" How would my social life be like if I was being followed by a swarming cloud of the paparazzi? To have a wardrobe for every hour of the day? To have agents yearn for my appearance for the jump on gaining big bucks?
It sounds scary, it sounds stupid...but it sounds AWESOME to get some fame, even for only 15 minutes.
When I'm under the state of extreme fatigue, I pretend I'm a famous stuntswoman, or the female equivalent of James Bond. I love spies. They have secret lives behind their sophisticated yet off-the-ropes ordeals. And plus its a killer job, literally.
If I had that job for a day (making a movie in one day and gaining stardom in a New York minute?! Holy!), I'd be happy. But... doesn't action stars get injuries half of the time? D:
~kiwi