original fiction *gasp*
Jul. 13th, 2005 09:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
axesladeOkay, this is the beginning of something that's been nudging me in the head for weeks now. Just a rough draft, so be gentle.
AN: All right, this one’s been nudging me and the muses for a very long time. Ususally are ideas are just that, freefloating bits of story. But this one was a girl, and she’s been getting past the secretaries for weeks begging one or more of the girls to tell her. And so we finally conceeded. Please be gentle, this poor girl’s been through a lot and even though we told her we can’t do her justice, she insisted and we really are trying our best for her.
She could have been something different, that’s for sure. Her life wasn’t forced upon her. She was from a good family, not rich but not poor. Went to school, did well. Very well actually. She had the chance to go to college but didn’t. Why? Because she didn’t want the professions her family offered. Lawyer, doctor, teacher. They were all very nice for some people, but not for her. She wanted to be all of them and more.
An actress.
Her family laughed, of course. An actress. They didn’t know her as well as they thought they did, so they assumed this was just a phase that would pass and that she would eventually choose a ‘real job’. Little did they know this ‘phase’ had lasted for nineteen years. She had hidden well. Never telling her family about the plays she was in, giving other reasons for staying late for rehearsals. Because she knew they wouldn’t understand. And she was right.
They never understood, even when she explained it to them in the simplest form she could. During the next two decades, as she bounced from job to job, never sticking past the point when she was certain there were no acting jobs avaliable from the point she was at, her mother always asked why she didn’t get a full time job and stick with it. Even when she explained that she was just using these other jobs as a means to support herself until she lived her dream, that she didn’t want a serious job because then she would get stuck in the rut of the real world without a chance, her mother didn’t understand. No one saw that she didn’t want to be a waitress or a secreatry or a teacher. She wanted to bask in the limelight.
Instead, she ended up prancing under red lights wearing nothing but a feather boa and high heels, hiding under a flashy smile as the men whistled and threw money. This is where she was after two decades of hard work. But why?
Well get comfortable, it’s a long story.
AN: All right, this one’s been nudging me and the muses for a very long time. Ususally are ideas are just that, freefloating bits of story. But this one was a girl, and she’s been getting past the secretaries for weeks begging one or more of the girls to tell her. And so we finally conceeded. Please be gentle, this poor girl’s been through a lot and even though we told her we can’t do her justice, she insisted and we really are trying our best for her.
She could have been something different, that’s for sure. Her life wasn’t forced upon her. She was from a good family, not rich but not poor. Went to school, did well. Very well actually. She had the chance to go to college but didn’t. Why? Because she didn’t want the professions her family offered. Lawyer, doctor, teacher. They were all very nice for some people, but not for her. She wanted to be all of them and more.
An actress.
Her family laughed, of course. An actress. They didn’t know her as well as they thought they did, so they assumed this was just a phase that would pass and that she would eventually choose a ‘real job’. Little did they know this ‘phase’ had lasted for nineteen years. She had hidden well. Never telling her family about the plays she was in, giving other reasons for staying late for rehearsals. Because she knew they wouldn’t understand. And she was right.
They never understood, even when she explained it to them in the simplest form she could. During the next two decades, as she bounced from job to job, never sticking past the point when she was certain there were no acting jobs avaliable from the point she was at, her mother always asked why she didn’t get a full time job and stick with it. Even when she explained that she was just using these other jobs as a means to support herself until she lived her dream, that she didn’t want a serious job because then she would get stuck in the rut of the real world without a chance, her mother didn’t understand. No one saw that she didn’t want to be a waitress or a secreatry or a teacher. She wanted to bask in the limelight.
Instead, she ended up prancing under red lights wearing nothing but a feather boa and high heels, hiding under a flashy smile as the men whistled and threw money. This is where she was after two decades of hard work. But why?
Well get comfortable, it’s a long story.
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on 2005-08-07 11:43 am (UTC)