Out of all the sights I saw…
While on vacation in Mexico…
It’s the two clowns…
I remember most.
I spotted each at different locations in Playa del Carmen.
The were In full clown regalia and makeup…
Clodhopper shoes and all.
Hmm?
Where was the party?
But it didn’t seem that there was one…
They were just walking around shopping…
Like everyone else.
And what was even odder…
No one paid any attention to them.
Hmm?
Is dressing like a clown going to be the new “look”…
Like hippy bohemian now, and what goth, punk used to be?
And then suddenly…
A metaphor appeared in my mind…
As garish as the red noses on the clown’s white faces.
I’m going to RWA Nationals in a few weeks…
And being an unpub’d author walking around the conference…
In search of an agent…
Will I be as obvious as those clowns…
Walking around town…
In search of a party?
So?
How does/did being an unpub’d author feel to you?
Always, Em-Musing
2 comments:
At least being an unpubbed author means you're one of many. So maybe you're not that unique ; ) Any pics of the clowns? Sounds like a hoot.
It's very intriguing! That's what that is.
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