Just call me Marla Hooch.
Remember her from the 1992 movie A League Of Their Own? Marla is a powerhouse baseball player, but is socially awkward and physically unattractive. Even her name is supposed to be funny.
Marla’s character reaches a crossroads in the film when she is a little drunk after a night in a bar, and sings the classic torch song “It Had To Be You” to a gentleman she has met there. Her singing is horribly off key and her gestures overly dramatic and unintentionally comical. She looks and sounds, in a word, ridiculous.
But Marla doesn’t know or care how ridiculous she is, because she is singing with her whole heart and with love to her man. And he accepts her efforts with gratitude and adoration.
As a blogger, sometimes I think I may look and sound like Marla Hooch to whatever readers I have. I don’t show up on blogrolls, and I doubt that I will ever be on anyone’s “read-this-blog” list. There is probably a large audience of people who are saying to themselves (and others), “Why does she do this? Doesn’t she know how ridiculous she looks?”
I blog for the same reason that Marla Hooch was singing to Nelson: deep, heartfelt emotion, and a desire to use that stage to connect and convey that emotion to the audience – even if that audience is only one person, and even if I don’t do it all that well.
I don’t expect you to love and adore me back (that could get kind of creepy ), but I do thank you from the bottom of my heart if you have read today’s blog this far, because
I wandered around, and finally found
The somebody who could make me be true
It had to be you.
Back to SHRM tomorrow. Thanks again.