Perhaps one of my most beloved guilty pleasures (besides Ben and Jerry’s New York Super Fudge Chunk ice cream) is Ira Glass’ storytelling masterpiece, This American Life. Next to David Sedaris, Ira is my favorite wordsmith and verbal craftsman, able to make me giggle one moment, tear up the next–and always, always, leaving me with something to think about. I envy him that talent. A lot.
It appears, though, that he wasn’t always that way.
(If you can’t see the video, click here)
It’s obnoxious when the old tried-and-true adages hold true: Practice makes perfect. No pain, no gain. If at first you don’t succeed–try, try again.
It’s difficult to think that one day I’ll look back at Salve Regina and think to myself, “Damn. That was bad.” But there’s something wonderful to realizing that I’ll look at my other projects and say, “Damn. Look how far I’ve come.”
Thank you, Ira. Yet one more reason to
envy love you.