I Will Survive, Or Will I?

If you've read previous blogs, you'll know that my story, “Somehow,” made the cut to be in Gloria Gaynor's book, We Will Survive: True Stories of Encouragement, Inspiration, and the Power of Song.

I've always been a little chilled when it comes to celebrities. Never went crazy over anyone. Sure, I like some more than others for a variety of reasons, but they are people, just like the rest of us. Sometimes I think it must be hard being a celebrity, not knowing if people like you just because of your celebrity status rather than because of who you really are. And if you're a celebrity, does that even matter? I'll never know since I'll never be a celebrity.

The closest I've come to being anywhere near a celebrity, other than concerts, was when I shook hands with the St. Louis Mayor. But I didn't know it at the time. I thought the mayor was a valet parking attendant—a friendly one—telling us to enjoy our event.

During the event, we stood around chatting, waiting for dinner. The subject of politics came up—something I know little about it. The mayor was mentioned and I blurted out, "I wouldn't know the mayor if I saw him face to face."

My husband roared.

"What's so funny?"

"You just shook hands with the mayor when you got out of the car!"

"See. Told you I wouldn't know him."

After that, I decided to keep my mouth shut. And I'm thinking that idea will be a good one come this Friday evening when three other local writers (Linda O'Connell, Cathi LaMarche, Alice Muschany) and myself will be meeting Gloria Gaynor! Then we are invited as Gloria's guests to a private show.  If anyone has any tips on how not to faint, let me know because even though I say I've always been chilled about celebrities—truth of the matter, I'll be frozen in awe.

To preorder a copy of the book, go to Amazon.

To know more about Gloria, check out her website.

Stay tuned for details on whether or not I fainted...