I’ve been thinking about who this post should be about. Lucy March and Jennifer Crusie come to mind, I think Friday night at Chez Crusie would be a blast. But I get to meet Lucy next April at the NECRWA Writer’s Conference that I happen to be the chair of, so I can’t include her in a list of people I’m not likely to ever meet, can I? And I perceive Jenny as someone who values her privacy and not so much a celebrity that she would appreciate me gushing about her. I doubt she wants a fan-girl stalking her either. I could be wrong about this but that’s the impression I have. With a little luck I’ll get to take a writing class from her one day. So, you see, it is possible that I’ll meet her too so she can’t go on the list.
So then I was thinking about Oprah. Isn’t Oprah like the Dali Lama of celebrity? Touch her hand and you’ll sell a million books. That mind set doesn’t seem very fair. Oprah has accomplished a lot in her life and I’m positive it would be inspiring to meet her. The trouble is I’d probably be so shy that I’d clam right up and make a fool o f myself. Not that I wouldn’t make a fool of myself with any celeb I might meet. I’m afraid that’s just a given. How a normally bright and articulate person (me), can clam up and become positively stupid is beyond me. But it happens. A lot.
Maybe what I should do is find my inner diva, touch my own hand and sell a million books.
I think I’ll talk about Richard Gere on my next people I’d like to meet post. Now there’s a guy worth getting stupid over!