"I have been waiting for my break." I tell him.
I really thought something would happen when I graduated from college. That I would be discovered in New York City. That an agent would look past my terror and inability to dress myself. That a director would look past my sudden amnesia for the lines I had memorized for his audition and think: "I'll bet she's a great actress. I am going to hire her."
But that, of course, did not happen.
After one year, I did not become the next Katherine Hepburn. I became timidly negative.
We moved from New York City and like a stubborn friend, I have not been back to visit.
I tell this to Scott, even though he knows it. "Now, I hope the same for my writing" but my past failures keep flicking at my ears until they are red.
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Failure is what makes us strong -some of the most successful people have "failed." The mistakes are all part of the journey. But you have neither failed nor made mistakes - it's your personal journey. Keep going.
ReplyDeleteThis is the first time I've written on your blog Rach.
ReplyDeleteListen to your mother-
we all fail, but its the getting back up part that matters.
With that said, she's right-you didn't fail....it just didn't turn out like you thought it might.
Its like a giant puzzle-someday, down the road, you'll see how all these pieces of Rachel's road fit together...and you'll smile.