In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Too Big To Fail.”
If I were guaranteed not to fail I would work really hard at learning how to play my guitar and become a country singer. I would take singing lessons so I could learn how to breathe when I sing.
Along with singing and playing guitar I would write, arrange and produce my songs.
I would also have to learn to be fearless. I don’t know how well I’d do standing in front of a crowd of people entertaining them.
My life would be different though. I’d appear at my gigs, perform and then go home. There is no need for me to get hung up in the street life part of being a performer.
The reason I haven’t tried it yet is because my plate is full. I am learning how to play the guitar and singing along with playing. I’m not that great but it’s fun and I have an excellent teacher that won’t let me quit.
I tried to write a country song, but it sounded better as a poem and I posted it on my blog. I’m going to make another attempt at writing soon. Maybe, just maybe I’ll happen upon a number one hit and become famous.
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My grandfather was a psychiatrist and professor. My mother would quote him saying, “There are a great many things worth doing that are not worth doing well.” He was a fan of being an amateur: he did photography for fun when my mother was a baby, was a great gardener when I was a child, did pottery and I still have the elaborate doll’s tea set that he and my grandmother made for all the grandchildren. He thought was ok to mess around and do something just for fun and not be an expert. I am willing to do new things and be the worst at whatever it is… always room for learning. And think how great the experts and the moderately experienced feel when they get an enthusiastic beginner!
I feel as your grandfather did. I challenge myself. I have the ‘what-if’s’. I always want to see what-if I can. Thanks for sharing. Blessings.