The mad-cap adventure and fairy tale, film story of a quixotic, middle-aged woman who won't give up on her dream and ends up in every scrape imaginable.
The past six years, from 2018 to 2024, I've been unemployed interspersed with short-term jobs here and there. I've worked for a woman who arranges educational presentations at schools, doing office work. She trained me to book the appointments and do the admin. She was planning on visiting her family for a couple of months in Canada. I was to take over her job while she was gone.
I tried to think outside the box and also tried my hand at network marketing. Luckily for me Covid hit and stopped me from making a complete fool of myself. My mother and a friend had their "Amway" days and now I had a "Forever" notch in my belt.
I was living in another commune at the time. What a wonderful time the Covid Lockdown was for me! Yes, I was one of the lucky ones who didn't lose a family member to the illness during the worldwide pandemic. Only a temporary job.
All I experienced was the friendliness of strangers. Everyone showing generosity and camaraderie. This was also the time when filmmakers released their movies and series to the world free of charge. I watched the full "The Chosen" Season 1 for the first time during Lockdown and became an even more fiery and avid fan.
Everyone was kind and considerate. People cared. Everyone went the extra mile. It was one of the best times I've ever had. As an introvert, not leaving the house didn't bother me at all. There was so much love and affection, coming from all directions, all around ("Love Actually"). The world became the Utopia we all dreamed of.
I watched a lot of sermons by my favourite preacher, Kevin Zadai, on YouTube (because we weren't allowed to attend church) and one day he prophesied, "There are many books to be written. God has placed books in many of you. This is the time to write." It felt like he was pointing right at me through my cellphone's screen. God was poking me in the eye.
The year after Covid (2021) it seemed everyone had used up their quota of goodness and we were back to the old dystopian way of doing things, with a vengeance.
I had to move back in with my mother because of the loss of my job. In the beginning everything went hunky dory but it wasn't long before we were barking at each other once again and back at each other's throats like two Pit Bull bitches. It just isn't natural for a 40-year-old woman to live with her parent anymore. Friction was inevitable. Frustration the obvious outcome for both of us.
I wrote my first, official children's story in this time. I didn't own a laptop so I wrote it out by hand on paper and "finger-typed" the whole manuscript on my cellphone – a second-hand phone someone gave me on my birthday.
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