When we lack one of the following three p2

Last time I was nonsensing about money as something we want and how does it affect the plot. Today I’ll finish with beauty and talent.

WE’RE THE BEASTS

Second shortcoming. Beauty. We’re obsessed with it. We can have actors growing old naturally and all the rant; but we still hold such things as the most beautiful Forbes people, don’t we? We watch k dramas based upon the plot (notice that by saying that the plot is only the beautiful actors you’re confessing the only worth in then is beauty… ).

Any time I find myself a new wrinkle I get a new one worrying about how I looked two years ago. Contrasted upon the biology of the sexually attractive yell of: «fertile» given away by symmetry and secondary sexual features such as booty, cleavage and waist or a nice six choco pack. In a nutshell, I’m hideous! [Passably average, I’m really not that bad].

Hencefore, I demand my daily dose of lanky dreamy bodies to calm my insecurities and dream on something I’ll never posses (and gets me blue from time to time). Ah, MY asexuality doesn’t make me immune to aesthetical attraction (some asexuals do not even feel aesthetic attraction to human bodies so mind this), it only omits the «I’d like to be fucked by this chap or I’d like to fuck this person» switch…

SOMETHING YOU DO IS CLEARLY GENIAL?

Talent. Talent requires the stomach to stop listening when someone’s telling you all your cousin’s own a car and retirement plans[1] (alert alert, emotional vampire on sigh) whilst you play writer doing miscellaneous jobs or… none.

Nonetheless the gall to keep doing something for enough time for someone to notice (as Asimov said), is not that easy to come upon. Thus, talent is something we worship as magical.

It is not magical. But it requires shameless and luck. Not everyone has the luck. And not everyone is shameless enough. Plus, it takes hard work. I’m a lazy one.  Thus I’m not as talented as someone who places their rear 8 hours a day down to write.

In conclusion, talent is the easiest of the three [because it doesn’t depend on luck]. But we all would like to bask in the sunlight of beauty, money and… talent. And we might pay to be told such tales.

Telling a different tale, it is time to have fun writing. Pasto kalo.

[1] We can decide not to measure success in such terms.