LIVING WITH MY NAME
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Val Brooklyn Rogers Blk Panther: 4/17/2017 5:56:00 PM
Living with my name insistently and with grievous potency I aspire just a TICKLE bit. A tinge. How would, how could FAME find me. I wanted fame to ask for my autograph.
It shouldn't be to much longer before crowds of PHOTOGRAPHERS with exploding cameras and star seekers bombarded my door. Well here's the gist of it. I've been waiting for fame for years now. I thought I could Persue acting. Yes, I'd be an actor instead of actress. There aren't any doctresses living today, Are there?
I chose not to chase that dream. I knew I would be painted as just another up and coming. Besides I didn't want to find my lips planted on any old John Doe.Or maybe.... Jane Doe in an awkard scene with a script I fail to remember even after 20 trial. Hmm. Naah!!
At one time for a spot of a second ....Ooh, wait... you're thinking I'm much to SHALLOW. Ridiculousness, I'm more than shallow! Living with my name? I'm down right exceedingly conceited. I thought at first it was unbearable living with my name, until I uncovered thousands of people with the same name.
I recalled twisting my mind around the unmentionable concept. Why not start a club with my name sake. A club of Valeries'. Is that more shallow than anything else. I'm only striving to be me. You can quote me. I'm telling you I've tried avoiding it but what's the use? I'M GOING FOR THE GENNIUSSE BOOK of the most deeply shallowest person of all.
Might I just be named the most conceited? Well, cheers to all of my fans, who cherish my success.
Now, I make only one request, please find every word of this is only in jest.