Welcome to the first IWSG (Insecure Writer’s Support
Group) of 2013. Alex
J. Cavanaugh founded
this group to provide us with a safe venue for expressing our vulnerabilities and
offering each other support. We're posting on the first Wednesday of every month.
Please check out Alex’s blog to visit others’ posts. It’s a great group.
Join us, if you haven't already! All that's required is an insecurity or two
Robyn: We had a lot of big-name celebrities last year. So I wanted to kick-off this year’s first IWSG in a really exciting way, with the biggest star of
them all. Instead, I bring you Justin Bieber.
The audience boos. I’m sorry - Robyn lowers her voice to a near whisper - but
nobody else was available on such short notice. Robyn raises her voice again. Ladies and Gentlemen, let’s
welcome today’s guest, Justin Bieber! Silence fills the studio, as Justin strolls onto the stage, carrying a pink make-up bag and waving at the audience. Suddenly, a loud, uncontrollable girlish
scream echos throughout the building. The camera zooms in on the culprit: a baby on her mother’s lap. Embarrassed, the mother swaddles her baby and walks out briskly. Robyn and Justin exchange a lukewarm handshake and take their seats.
Robyn: Thanks for visiting today.
Justin: Sure thing. Leaning back in his chair, Justin opens the make-up bag and pulls out a compact and lip gloss. He grins at the mirror and begins applying layers of lip gloss.
Robyn: Justin, how did you feel
about Google naming you the 7th most popular woman in the world?
Justin: Well, there are always
gonna be haters out there. I’m cool with that. I can’t always take first
place, or even sixth. He giggles and resumes lip-gloss application.
Robyn: Yeah, tough break. So, today’s this year's first meeting of
the IWSG. Do you know what that stands for?
Justin: Uh, I worship Selena Gomez? Justin smiles proudly, humored by
Robyn: No, we’re insecure writers. On that note, I
want to lend support to my insecure writer friends. That’s why I invited you here. See, I recently published my first book. I was going through a dark
time, and I hadn’t planned on publishing my poetry, not yet at least...Justin removes a container of Selena Gomez hair gel from his make-up
kit and begins rubbing it on his hair...but I looked through my poetry and decided I had enough for a book right now. Then I emailed this amazing artist and blogger, Robin Mead, and asked if she’d partner with me. She agreed. Within two months, I was a first-time published author. It’s an awesome feeling to have ignored
all my insecurities. I rose above my circumstances and just did it, you know?
Justin: Oh yeah. Well, me and my
mom used to live with mouses before I became famous. One morning, no joke, this
is really gross. You won't believe it. But in my sofa bed, because we couldn’t afford a real
bed for me -
Robyn interrupts: Yeah, I knew
you'd have something to share about this topic, Justin. That’s why I invited you.
Justin stops talking, ready to
address Robyn’s questions. Cool, okay.
Robyn: Yeah, I figured you could
speak to the experience of surviving tough times, getting knocked down and then again, yet rising above it all with grace and dignity. How did Selena do it?
Justin: Some things, I don't talk about. But, like I was saying, we lived with mouses, and one morning
when I woke up -
Robyn: I'm afraid we’re out of time.
Justin, looking at the audience:
Well, would you like a song before I go? The audience remains silent. Justin shrugs his shoulders.
Robyn: Sorry, we’re just not
Beliebers here at Life by Chocolate. But thanks for your time, and please know
that tons and tons of people really, really love and adore…Selena Gomez. Give
her our best.
Justin: Okay. He waves at the two
people (now sleeping) remaining in the audience, and struts off.
The camera zooms in on Robyn: My
friends, we might not be Beliebers, and Lord knows we aren’t, but we must be
believers. So shut-down those nagging insecurities and just go for it. Keep dreaming
and writing and moving towards your goals. Amazing things will happen. Have a
great, successful New Year. Believe in YOU.