What would happen?

I suppose this came about because of a recent story by one of my favourite writers, Redecoration, by Tang. For those of you who need a link, its

http://www.asstr.org/~mcstories/Redecoration/index.html

To save you reading it all before reading this blog, I’ll summarise it as Nicola, an administrator in an office, gets changed into Nikki, motorcycle courier rider. Yes, the clothes look changes from traditional to leathers, as you would expect from her new role, but also goes from hetro to lesbian. All this because she has a rival who wants her job!

Its a great story, you should read it if you get the time, and let the author know Merry sent you. Of course some of you will have read it already of course. But yes, you get an idea of where this is heading. If this happened in real life, how easy would it be to cope with a whole new identity, let alone a whole new sexuality, and fashion style? I think its fair to say, probably as hard as Nicola does initially in the story. Of course, because of the fictional mind control, and magic involved in this story, she soon learns to cope. But in real life…?

I suppose a lot depends how dramatic the changes are, as I have proved to myself, just changing your name isnt that difficult a thing. Well, alright, I did once or twice early on, sign my old name, to amusement at work, but anyway…I soon got the hang of it lol! But a whole new look, a whole new job, and a whole new sexual attitude, maybe not so easy!

As much as I’d love to arrive in my hotel in Seattle in a few weeks time, and find a US Passport in a different name (yes, one of the obvious ones, but I have my reason for not mentioning it just yet), an address in the country, and preferably a job, that would be great, and no reason at all I couldnt cope with that, though it might make my current pre pay credit card fun to use lol. What might come as more of a shock would be if the picture looked ‘a bit’ different to the current me, say. Even more so if I got up in the morning, or just went in the bathroom straight away, and looked very different. Sexuality with me, hey, lets face it, if I was interested in guys, girls, or both, then that would be a change for me anyway!

But lets face it, how weird would it be to go to the address given on your ID, and know that you live there. Even more so when you have no idea what to expect, though I suspect knowing ‘me’, the apartment would probably be fashionably decorated 20’s style, though complete with internet and cable TV lol! As for my wardrobe at home…

Even more so, the job. If you go by the story, people would know you at the workplace, and you would know the job too. I mean, I suppose a call centre operator, I could probably cope, but anything else nowadays…? Not sure if interesting would be the right word as much as fascinating would be. Especially if somehow or other I know how to drive a car! Now that would be something.

The where, well I think its fair to say that unless I’m a farmgirl, or worker in Cherryvale (in which case I do hope I can drive), then the obvious places for a certain new me would have to be either Wichita, or Rochester, NY I think. Yes, you know who I’m hinting at looking like lol, not that it was ever hard to work out I guess, if you’ve read any, or many of these.

But if anyone is actually thinking, I can provide her with that experience, feel free to do so! I’m sure I could cope with being a Brooksie lookalike, I really do! 😉

Funny thing is, I discovered by typing into You Tube that there is a famous Meredith Brooks, just shows how out of touch I am with modern music. Yes, either Meredith, or Mary would be the obvious christian names for the ‘thoroughly modern brooksie’, I think. And funnily enough, she recorded a song called “What Would Happen”, even if it wasnt about a situation like this. One of her other songs (I Need) actually mentions Seattle in the lyrics, and she was born in Oregon, the next door state.

But no, I dont want to be her, I want to be plain Meredith (call me Merry), or Mary Brooks, from Kansas lol! Middle name, please, do you really have to be told? The song, the obvious one given the title of this blog

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DGS3TaHHNBw

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I write the songs, oopsie, I write the stories

No, dont worry, there is no need for a Barry Manilow warning alert, its not his version. Not that I’m sure this is much better, but he was a heart throb when I was a teen, so…

This might end up sounding like one of those Oscar winning speeches, but I promise not to go on for 25 minutes, nor burst into tears at any point.

There are 2 ironies today, the first one being that I had my first posting at the EMCSA today in a very long time. Not a total drought of stories in that time, just that 2 of the recent ones havent qualified for the place, and apart from one, ‘Georgy Girl’, I havent had much time, or inclination otherwise. Not for lack of tlc from my beloved editor, or indeed one or two gentle kicks up the backside as well, its mainly been a time thing.

But with a holiday, a very friendly spirit muse from the 20’s, and help from one or two special people, its happened today. I suspect this story has got at least 2 more chapters to go, though they make take a while before its all finished. Chapter 2 is in hand, but the third chapter might hit time problems yet, but I hope not. Oh, and a certain 90’s pop video may have played a part as well.

The funny thing is, this inspiration whose first name was Mary (though not the name she was best known by) hasnt just inspired my writing, but my friend Heather as well. And strangely enough, the start of her story appeared today as well! And coincidentally, a certain editor named James has worked on them both!

As an editor as well as a friend, James is wonderful for me. My grammar skills leave a lot to be desired, and as he pointed out to me twice on this piece, he spots my silly blonde errors too! He is patient, knows when to push me, and generally when its best to leave me alone. He is also wonderful in real life btw. Heather I’m yet to meet, though hopefully one day…her avatars I’ve always loved, not only for her favourite actress in them, but for the style as well. She’s also been an amazing help with lots of other things, including finding me a snippet of ‘Mary’ talking, of which there arent many.

So alright, you all know ‘Mary’ is Louise Brooks, but anyway… 😛

I’ve never actually met Andy McCluskey either, though I did go to an OMD concert ‘many, many’ years ago, but thats as close at it ever got. Ironically he’s the only original OMD member on Pandoras Box, though the reformed band (all the originals) have certainly performed it since. That video took my eye, as well as loving the song, and yes, I wanted to know more about the actress concerned.

Unsurprisingly, I never met Mary Louise Brooks, for a very obvious reason, I only discovered her a few years after her death. But if things go to plan (and this is 16 months from now!) I’m hoping that in April 2013, on my trip to the US that I can come and pay my respects at least in Rochester NY, at your graveside. Now, wouldnt that be a great place for me, Heather, and her spirit to all meet up?

I couldnt post Pandoras Box again, much though I’d love to. So I ask you to instead put up with David Cassidy singing, yes, you guessed it…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a_6cwUso8CA

Oh, and today, in a charity shop in Ilkley (Yorkshire), I found a silver sequin type top that is so 20-ish, its unreal! Sat in it now, feeling like a proper flapper girl! Sadly its dry clean only, so wearing will be limited, but its wonderful to own at least. And cheaper than it was originally, thats for sure!