Still in Niagara Falls and Winston Churchill

Remember how I asked in yesterday's blog if I was famous would I already be a published author? I am convinced the answer is YES!!!
I hardly slept a wink last night. I mostly stood out on the balcony and just people watched all night and saw the gorgeous sunrise over the Falls, it was magnificent. I figured since I ate so much last night I might as well eat a little more. I couldn't decide whether to order room service, go to Burger King or eat at Denny's. I decided to order in and have breakfast in bed while watching the Maury Povich Show. While I was eating I remembered a famous restaurant in Niagara Falls called The Flying Saucer, a restaurant in the shape of a huge flying saucer. I thought next time I'll go. After breakfast I got ready and headed back outside. It was only 9am and the area was starting to get full again. As I was buying James Bond memorabilia from the MGM store (I love James Bond) I suddenly developed a craving of chocolate soft serve in a waffle cup. I have some of the strangest cravings at the strangest times. I looked at my Jacob the Jeweler watch and it was 9:30am and the ice cream place was open with a lineup. I sat on a bench after I picked up my order and enjoyed every spoonful while watching so many people speaking so many different languages and taking pictures with their cameras and pointing in awe to the Falls and children screaming with laughter on the kiddie rides, teenagers laughing and couples clinging to one another as they came out Dracula's castle. It's fun to sometimes people watch. Across the street from where I was sitting was Pizza Pizza's Patio Bar where they had Freestyle Music blaring at full blast- Expose singing Come Go With Me. I had my chocolate, my freestyle music and I was in Niagara Falls, it's so good to be Cocaine Princess.
I headed on back home at around one. Instead of going directly home I told the driver to head to the mall instead. I just felt like going there. I love shopping there. After buying several thousand dollars of clothes I went into Chapters/Indigo Bookstore. I love going into bookstores. I always imagine that one day my book will be there with my name in bold print. As soon as I walked in right by the entrance was a table full of new releases. I noticed a familiar name, Courtney Thorne-Smith. Courtney Thorne-Smith? The actress on According To Jim? I turned over the book and there was a full color shot of her. I couldn't believe it. A brand new hard cover book. I didn't even know she was writing a book. I didn't even know she was a writer which proves my point, if I was famous I would already have a book deal. Please don't think I'm bitter. I'm not. I wish her, I wish all writers all the best luck in the world.
You know how sometimes in movies or TV shows they always for some reason portray writers as individuals who are alcoholics and insomniacs. Now I know why. This is not an easy career. And I know that having an agent doesn't necessarily guarantee success but it sure can help. I look at the average individual. It's like their life is already pre-planned. They attend collage or university for four years studying for their degree, graduate and then start out in the workforce. Cookie Cutter lifestyle is what I call it. Those people have it so damn easy. They should try their hand at writing full time. There are no collages or courses to become a writer, well there are but no one can teach you to write. There are no rules. Each writer develops their own style. What works for one writer may not work for another. So there I was in Chapters and I headed on over to the section where they sell journals and notebooks. I needed to pick up some new notebooks for my writing. I found a really nice hardcover one. I picked it up to see what type of vibe I got from it. I have to get a vibe. If I don't get a vibe I know I won't be able to write in it. So I open up the book when suddenly a card falls out. Right by the journals were the cards- birthday, anniversary, etc. I picked it up and turned it over. It was a square black card with white writing that said:

Never, Never, Never Give Up.
Winston Churchill

I am a firm believer that the universe constantly gives us messages to help us find our way. We just have to be paying attention. So I took that as a sign, a positive sign. I don't intend on giving up, a publishing company will publish my work. It'll happen. My phone's ringing.... Valentina is on the other end.
XOXOXOXO,
Cocaine Princess