a compendium of musings and rants from Alison Beightol, who is old enough to know better.
Monday, May 16, 2011
nope nothing really embarrasses me
as you may have been able to tell by my posting, very little embarrasses me. seriously. I don't know why. probably more should but it doesn't. example: one time, while staying with mr number one love of my life in Europe, we went to Lausanne. somehow I ended up carrying all the bags into the quaint little hotel and I tripped on the way inside and landed face first in the lobby, arms and legs akimbo, and the bags flying everywhere. mr. numero about died of shame. I on the other hand laughed because I imagined how funny it must have looked. I'd like to think that it stems from my awesome sense of self esteem but my friends and family doubt it. but what do they know. they get embarrassed. which brings me to my point... yes you knew I'd get there eventually. I'm trying to write characters in one of my WIP's who have super self esteem and don't get caught up in small things that would make them embarrassed.it's a fine line. sometimes though I wonder if they seem a bit off or lacking some crucial sense of personality. although if that was the case it might make them a more interesting character. what do y'all think?