Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Potential

Mulling over a rather mind blowing movie, only to realize I have been challenged. I loved every minute of it, yet while it was going on, all I could think of was, "Do I have what it takes to do something like this?"

Not just something good enough to make into a movie. Useless crap comes out in the theater every year that nobody will remember a month after seeing it. I want to write something that if it ever had the good graces to be made into a movie, I would want people to walk out of that theater looking utterly boggled by the magnitude of the whole thing. Scratching their heads, talking about it for days to make everything make sense (which in the end, would), getting headaches over the immensity of it all.

And I hope I can. I hope I have that kind of bigness in my mind. Somewhere. Someday. But I'm just a baby in all this. I always feel like a beginner, but that's the thing with writing. Whenever I write, I'm discovering whatever it is as I am doing the writing. The story plays itself out however it wants to be told as I'm typing the keys. I'm great at starting out. But once I establish a set of characters, relationships between those characters, the boundaries of the universe and such, I feel restricted and eventually grind to a halt.

Whatever the story is, I cannot let that happen to it.

You've heard that greatness is in every day people, but I know this to be a fact.

I have a friend who is doing awesome things with photography, filming, art, even writing her own music. It gets more astounding each time something new of hers comes about. She is going to do something great someday. I know it. It's building up inside of her and one day that creativity is going to explode in front of someone who has the means to show it to the rest of the world.

Someone I've known for a very long while has recently taken very strongly to acting. And I'm sure he does it extremely well, knowing he's been in a few plays, some with difficult roles. From what I've heard, he's passing with flying colors. And he will be great some day. He's got nowhere to go but up.

I know dancers, actors, singers, writers, artists, musicians, photographers, and more, each going about their apparently normal lives, each growing, blossoming, excelling within those 'plain' lives.

The potential to be great is astounding. In every one of us. I could give you the names of everyone I've known, met, run into by happenstance (it would be a tiringly long list) and I could tell you something great that was either growing within them, being practiced, or had already come to full fruition. We can each give something that no one else can; we can dream something up that could never be possible in another time than the one we live in.

Never discount yourself or that particular bent you might have been born with. It may do something to change history.

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