I fell into some old forgotten items that were hidden away so I’ll be living in a box for the next few posts.
Elementary school book reports, not-so-good poetry, my Prince Charles and Lady Diana scrapbook, childhood short stories I wrote… I had a good laugh sifting through these stories, realizing just how soap opera-ish my writing was.
I’m not kidding. When one soap went off the air, we simply replaced it with another. Oh yeah, we loved our soaps and those Friday cliffhangers that made you look forward to Monday’s episode.
As a teenager, I had a secret desire of becoming a soap opera writer, that is, until I attended a writer’s conference and made the mistake of saying that out loud at a round table session.
“Why would you want to do that dear?” one of the conference speakers asked me. The “dear” was probably because I was the only “younger” participant there (actually, technically still a teenager among a room of adults) and her use of “that” was her way of avoiding saying the word “soap“.
Was “soap” such a bad word to her?
“You would be much better off writing a novel or a movie script dear.”
Okay… so maybe my soap writing desire did fall into the same category as when I wanted to be like Vicki Barr in the Flight Stewardess Series I devoured in elementary school but I still thought that the idea was cool… 🙂
Growing up, what did you dream of becoming?
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