Sometimes I hate not being famous.

Don’t you just love the title of this new post? I know you do because I obviously put a lot of effort into it. I thought I’d come back to the blogging world with a bang.

Truth is, I haven’t written much because sometimes I wonder if the blogging world is cheesy or strategic. Is it helpful? Do people even read these things? Is it a fad that’s going to go out of style like those ponchos I used to wear in middle school?

And really, amongst all the other beautiful blogs out in the world, written by beautiful people, why should people care about what I have to say? I’m not a mom with a mom blog. I’m not a cook with a cooking blog. I’m literally just some girl in Texas who talks about stuff. Random stuff. All the random stuff.

Is my voice being heard and do people (other than family) care about it?

And tada we have a winner. Thus begins this post.

My existential crisis begins by wondering if I — a girl amongst billions of other girls — have a voice that matters in this universe. The internet has allowed people of all shapes and sizes to let their voices be heard, small as it may sound. We don’t wait for our 15 minutes of fame in the modern world anymore. We make our own. We stretch it out until it’s a lifetime full of 15 minutes.

Some of you probably have no idea what I’m talking about because you absolutely do not care if people know you exist.

Whatever.

But maybe some of you know all too well about what I am talking about. You have your own blog, wondering if people read it. You have a YouTube channel. You’re screaming out into the world, “Hey! I exist!”

I don’t usually care about being famous. I remember a quote I once read by Jim Carrey along the lines of, “I wish everyone could be famous so everyone could see it doesn’t solve a thing.”

But just recently, I finished writing a book. And it turns out, if you want to get a book published, you need a literary agent. And if you want a literary agent, the majority of them only take on published authors. You know…famous people. It’s a Catch-22 and I hate it all.

I’m not famous or a published author. I mean, I’ve written a couple of opinion pieces for The El Paso Times, but I also have a short story I really want to share with the world and it’s been rejected by two magazines. So yeah. I’m not exactly a literary agent magnet.

Just recently, I was watching the reality show I Wanna Marry Harry. Gotta love a reality show where American girls act ridiculous around a British man (and btw, even though he’s not a prince, he is soooo cute and I’d be down to date him any day). Anyways, though a lot of the girls don’t seem to think he’s actually Prince Harry, there is one thing they all agree on.

After security rushes him off off the premises of a castle, the girls whisper to themselves, “He has to be important.”

That word “important” haunts me. For so long, I’ve believed that fame and importance have some sort of correlation. As if the more famous you are, the more important you are and vice versa. Or in the context of I Wanna Marry Harry, the more stuff you have, the more people that follow you around, the more important you are. The more important you are, the more people care about what you do, and what you have to say.

But I wonder if that’s really the case.

Because the baristas at a coffee shop I go to are pretty dang important to me when all I really want out of life is coffee. The guys who pick up the garbage bins every week are pretty important because if they weren’t around, our streets would be smelly. The random people at an Amazon warehouse are important because if they didn’t mail me stuff I ordered, I wouldn’t be able to experience the beauty of certain items they don’t sell in my town.

What we own, our status, and our level of fame have nothing to do with how important we are.

Maybe we’re important and all have a voice that matters just because we’re human. We are around other humans and have the power to do things to them that can change their lives, hopefully for the better.

This is obvious of course, but sometimes I think it’s so obvious that it’s hard to see.

I don’t even know what the definition of importance is anymore. What do you think it means?

Most of all, what’s the point of this post? I have no idea. Just thought I’d throw out these words into this wide, ever expanding universe, because even though they’re not life-altering or scattered in the book I am trying to get published, they’re still mine. And though I’m not famous or “important” to a lot of people, I still have something to say.

But seriously, someone get me a literary agent.

Faith

P.S. Here’s a video I made once.

4 thoughts on “Sometimes I hate not being famous.

  1. “Maybe we’re important and all have a voice that matters just because we’re human.”

    I love your view of importance. And you are right, even the people we term as “unimportant” (like the garbage collector) are important. Great way to view the world!

  2. “Maybe we’re important and all have a voice that matters just because we’re human.”

    I love your view of importance. And you are right, even the people we term as “unimportant” (like the garbage collector) are important. Great way to view the world!

  3. I read your blog. I know I am not famous and people don’t follow me. I used to keep my webpage up to date called “Bobby’s World” but it’s a lot of work combined with owning your own business and up keeping the house, pool, car, etc. And there are other personal difficulties I have to handle on top of all that. As you were saying in your blog about being famous, I wondered also whether people, other than family, were reading and visiting my website.
    As for being famous, I used to want that for myself however I decided against it as I see how people are to those who are famous; it all about materialism. I sure it’s not just in El Paso, but having lived in El Paso most of my life I have seen behaviour switch to please famous and/or well off people. I often wished to be famous but through the years I realize the more famous someone is the more difficult it must be know who your true friends are. Take me for example: I don’t have a girlfriend; never really had a girlfriend. I have friends who are female but I also lost many of these so-called friends when I see who they are and like who they are enough to ask them out for more intimate relationship. This has proven far too often to be a fatal mistake as the female no longer look at me. I wonder if I was famous: say a musician, an actor, director (something I wanted to do when I graduated high school) or even a famous inventor would females flock to me? I often heard females say in my teens and twenties, “I don’t care what men look like” and I knew without a doubt that they are lying. Every female has a secret, or not secret, crush on someone who is famous; usually a singer or musician, actor. Do they know that person, personally or are they just fixated on their looks? I got tired of the same old rejection – females keep telling me the same thing. I came to this church not looking for a relationship with a female but a “real-ationship” with God. I really don’t want to be distracted however, certain people are telling me because of the service I have done, that God will bring someone to me. If they have seen what I have seen, heard what I have heard they would know that they are talking through the flesh; I have to accept that because that’s how human nature is – seeing with the eyes (even church members). I also must repeat this process: Not allow others to dictate what I am, who I am or what I can do – because
    I am human I will fall into this mess, start believing all the lies that I can’t do this or that, that I don’t have the capacity to love or be loved, that I don’t have ideas and to just shut up about it, that this body can’t keep up with the others so I just give up and not try. But I digress…
    Are there any reality TV shows about middle class or poverty? We live in a culture that celebrates being extremely wealthy and those who watch these shows live vicariously through the rich. We live in a culture that places materialism in front of worshiping God. In this culture we have been bombarded with billboards / pop-up ads that try to sell stuff – and they are being marketed using the famous because if the famous use it then it will sell. This old world is being consumed by petty commercialism: sex sells, buy this, sell your stuff on E-Bay to get money to buy more stuff, and all the stuff you have will accumulate until you either have a garage sale or sell it on-line. I’m not against buying things or selling things – after all, I own a business. What I am against is placing God on the back burner while craving and coveting more material wealth. It should be the other way around; place God (the Kingdom) first and all these things will be added. There is one, of many things, I’ve learned: You gotta just be you, no matter what anybody says; especially through the teeter-totter of mental doubt and affirmation, you should always come to the conclusion that You are unique, that there is no one else like you (even if you’re a twin), that no one can do the one thing you were made to do.

    I leave with Isaiah 41:10.

  4. I read your blog. I know I am not famous and people don’t follow me. I used to keep my webpage up to date called “Bobby’s World” but it’s a lot of work combined with owning your own business and up keeping the house, pool, car, etc. And there are other personal difficulties I have to handle on top of all that. As you were saying in your blog about being famous, I wondered also whether people, other than family, were reading and visiting my website.
    As for being famous, I used to want that for myself however I decided against it as I see how people are to those who are famous; it all about materialism. I sure it’s not just in El Paso, but having lived in El Paso most of my life I have seen behaviour switch to please famous and/or well off people. I often wished to be famous but through the years I realize the more famous someone is the more difficult it must be know who your true friends are. Take me for example: I don’t have a girlfriend; never really had a girlfriend. I have friends who are female but I also lost many of these so-called friends when I see who they are and like who they are enough to ask them out for more intimate relationship. This has proven far too often to be a fatal mistake as the female no longer look at me. I wonder if I was famous: say a musician, an actor, director (something I wanted to do when I graduated high school) or even a famous inventor would females flock to me? I often heard females say in my teens and twenties, “I don’t care what men look like” and I knew without a doubt that they are lying. Every female has a secret, or not secret, crush on someone who is famous; usually a singer or musician, actor. Do they know that person, personally or are they just fixated on their looks? I got tired of the same old rejection – females keep telling me the same thing. I came to this church not looking for a relationship with a female but a “real-ationship” with God. I really don’t want to be distracted however, certain people are telling me because of the service I have done, that God will bring someone to me. If they have seen what I have seen, heard what I have heard they would know that they are talking through the flesh; I have to accept that because that’s how human nature is – seeing with the eyes (even church members). I also must repeat this process: Not allow others to dictate what I am, who I am or what I can do – because
    I am human I will fall into this mess, start believing all the lies that I can’t do this or that, that I don’t have the capacity to love or be loved, that I don’t have ideas and to just shut up about it, that this body can’t keep up with the others so I just give up and not try. But I digress…
    Are there any reality TV shows about middle class or poverty? We live in a culture that celebrates being extremely wealthy and those who watch these shows live vicariously through the rich. We live in a culture that places materialism in front of worshiping God. In this culture we have been bombarded with billboards / pop-up ads that try to sell stuff – and they are being marketed using the famous because if the famous use it then it will sell. This old world is being consumed by petty commercialism: sex sells, buy this, sell your stuff on E-Bay to get money to buy more stuff, and all the stuff you have will accumulate until you either have a garage sale or sell it on-line. I’m not against buying things or selling things – after all, I own a business. What I am against is placing God on the back burner while craving and coveting more material wealth. It should be the other way around; place God (the Kingdom) first and all these things will be added. There is one, of many things, I’ve learned: You gotta just be you, no matter what anybody says; especially through the teeter-totter of mental doubt and affirmation, you should always come to the conclusion that You are unique, that there is no one else like you (even if you’re a twin), that no one can do the one thing you were made to do.

    I leave with Isaiah 41:10.

What do you think?