My name is Higginbottom. When I was born, the BeeGees had a number one hit and Mr. Peanut was President. I consider myself witty, creative, funny, and many other positive adjectives.
I live in Hollywood and work in the entertainment industry at a non-profit for mentally challenged famous people. We’ll call it the Guild. Most of the people I help aren’t very bright, but they make some serious money. There’s hope for the smart and creative people out there.
My partner in crime is SirBrauny. He oozes charm, personality, and BBQ. A very passionate fellow for acting and writing, he is trying to make his way into fame’s favorable spotlight.
I am a firm believer in being myself and seeing where that leads me. I would love to be a make-up artist, special effects wizard, sitcom writer, big movie producer, cinema star, and an all around go-to creative person.
I’ve lived most of my life, who am I kidding, all of my life in my head. I’ve dreamed and dreamed of a life of great achievement, but I’ve only gotten as far as concrete possibilities. I thrive on peeking out from under the covers and then running scared if a monster peers back at me from the closet. I also thrive on reading books about how wonderful life will be if I make “the leap,” but instead I stand on the edge of the cliff with a rope securely connecting me to the nearest tree.
I am in vivid green jealous awe of the people who know from birth their life’s mission. “I want to be a first grade gym teacher,” “I was born to be a mother,” “My passion is fabricating 17th century chainmail suits.” Of my friends with this single career mindset, the quicker they achieve the know-how, the quicker they reach inexplicable happiness.
But for me standing scared on the ledge, forever craning my neck to see if the other side is truly where I want to be, I just don’t know what I want. What if it isn’t all it’s cracked up to be? Oh god, what if it is? What if I change my mind? I’m too scared to even let myself figure out what I do want.
I want to use this blog to go exploring. It’s time to untie the rope, put down the books, and get to know me. I want to have answers to the questions, “What do you want to do?” and “What are your dreams/goals/wants?” Answers that make people go “Wow!”
Not the “wow, Higginbottom that’s so cute” a parent will follow up with “don’t forget to go to law school, you know, just in case.” But a “wow” that by the conviction and belief in my own voice, there will be no doubt what I say is possible.
No better time than right now to start.
