Tuesday, December 21, 2010

An Essay Exercise


          My writing classes in college taught us that there is nothing wrong with thinking ahead to the future and having a dream. This is my challenge for you today. I want you to imagine that your novel has made the New York’s best seller list and you suddenly find yourself rich. How would your life be like? What will your house and car look like? Will you continue to write or give it up for fancy parties and celebrity visits? If you don’t complete your assignment you will be cursed with seven years of poverty. Seriously, nothing will happen to you. And that is the truth if you don’t dare to dream a little, you won’t be able to move on. If you want to share your dream with others that if up to you, but try it and give yourself something to look forward to.

        If I suddenly found myself rich and famous, I would expand my current property line to include half of the block. I don’t want to move. The old houses will be torn down and a large new one built to accommodate the kids and I. It will have to have seven bedrooms and three full baths and a garage equipped with enough room to house about six cars. Facing reality means that if it ever happened, I would not have much hope at all left of the kids moving out. Whether I mind this or not is something that I will deal with if it ever happens.
        I would have to have a housekeeper and laundry attendant since I have trouble keeping up with household chores even now. There would also need to be enough room left on the property to have an herb and vegetable garden. Perhaps even a green house since I’ve always dreamt of having one. This would be shared with my closest neighbors and friends. Even if it is against city ordinances, I would find a way to include a chicken coop full of those tiny feathered beast.
        And aside from donating to charities and giving God his ten percent, I want a quiet place to myself. I want a woman cave.
        This personal retreat of mine will have at least two of the walls lined from floor to ceiling with books. Perhaps not all the way to the ceiling, since I have to leave room for decoration. The bookshelves will be made out of cherry wood. Even now I envision walking in with the moon pouring through the skylight above and the musty smell of collected works from all over. Two plush reading chairs lay in front of the bookshelves hugging the small cherry wood end table. A fresh pot of hot herbal tea sits on top in a fine porcelain pot ready to drink. The tea has come from my herb garden so its flavors would vary from dandelion to mint. Occasionally I would send out for fresh sassafras. The smell is stimulating and earthy. I’ve found noting yet to match this aroma.
        Two pieces of exercise equipment in the middle of the room mark off the end of the library and beginning of my office area. The office will have two desktop computers for friends and family to use. I will also have my own desk with a laptop, fax machine, phone and other necessary supplies available on my desk.  Looking into the last corner of my office, you would find a significant amount of space marked off by false retractable walls. This is the photo studio. It will contain at least the basic necessities to take photographs for book trailers. I dream of inviting my writer friends and local churches over for business meetings and study sessions so the whole room would have to be a sufficient rectangular size to accommodate this.
        For anyone who knows me personally should be able to guess without much effort, the way I would decorate my woman cave.      About two feet will be left on top of the bookshelves for glass cases that fit snugly within this small confine of space. This will house my Harry Potter toy collection. Inspiring today’s youth is very important. Plus I want to be able to protect my collection from dust and decay.
        That’s about it. I don’t really care what kind of car I have. I would drive a clunker as long as it gets me to my next destination. My clothes would still consist of sweats, pajamas and work clothes. I don’t plan on becoming a stuck up socialite and I would get even larger if I quit working. I love my current job of companionship with the elderly as well as offering light house cleaning and cooking services. This is my dream and I think it would fit in with my life well.

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