Have you ever been driving down the road, looked to your left, and seen a woman dancing in her car to the sounds of Bruce Springsteen? Yeah, that’s me. In fact, if you want me to be real honest, it was most likely Springsteen’s Land of Hope and Dreams (and yeah, you can do a little car-dancing to that song). Sure, my car-dancing may embarrass my kids, boyfriend, or family at times but when the groove strikes you’ve just gotta go with it. You know you’ve felt that groove too.
Besides, I’ve never claimed to age gracefully. In fact, I’ve quite proudly admitted that I’m growing old disgracefully and loving it so much, I’ve dedicated an entire blog to it: Growin’ Old Disgracefully
I believe in loving every second and not holding back on embracing the things I love. That’s why I happily indulge my sweet tooth with milk chocolate, sip coffee and champagne (in equal measure but obviously at different times), and jump in puddles when the mood strikes.
You have to live life to the fullest. Go ahead, allow yourself to be led by the sweet seductive groove of Bruce Springsteen. No? Just me? Well then, allow yourself to be led by the sweet seductive groove of your favorite musician but know that you’re missing out on some serious jams if Springsteen isn’t your soundtrack.
Do I sound like a fan of his? Not yet? What if I told you that I have the lines “Dreams will not be thwarted, Faith will be rewarded” tattooed on my right bicep? I’m not ashamed. There’s a reason he’s referred to as “The Boss.” He’s an icon, and I love him.
I love Springsteen just slightly more than I love Labradors, cats, and chocolate. If I could find a way to make a living writing about Springsteen, Labradors, cats or chocolate I would. Oh wait – yes I have, it’s called blogging….
When I’m not blogging, I write for magazines and websites, work on my own fiction, and help creative entrepreneurs figure out what to say and when to say it online.
When I’m not writing, I read. I think most writers do a lot of reading. Words are just our thing. I mostly read thrillers, horror, romance and erotica but don’t ask me to read 50 Shades of Grey. Christian Grey isn’t my guy. Neither is William Shakespeare. As an English major I’ll admit it caused some…issues, but you can’t force someone to love something they don’t. Now, maybe if E.L. James had called her book 50 Shades of Springsteen…
Sigh. A woman can dream…
One day maybe I’ll find a way to make a living off of Springsteen, Labradors, cats and chocolate. I did name my business Small Black Cat Media so I’m working on it; like Springsteen said, “Dreams will not be thwarted.”
If you want to chat some more, or would like to work with me, drop me a line at firstname.lastname@example.org – I’d love to hear from you. We can chat about how to grow old disgracefully, writing, animals or more esoteric things like spirituality, Springsteen and Buddhism. If you ply me with enough champagne, I may even explain to you why those last three are essentially the same thing (and you know you’re curious).