The American Idol season is nearing a close. Next week is the big final.
This has been my first season of watching AI. My kids, too. When it first came out, I had the impression that it was all about criticism. I didn’t like the idea of entertainment at the expense of dashing dreams and it sounded very mean-spirited so I didn’t let my kiddos watch it. And besides, they were little way back then!
But this year, my girl child (16 years) and the youngest boy (12) started watching it together. They don’t always have a lot in common, especially without the oldest boy buffer in the house – he has always been the one to bring them together. But! This was something they did together, discussed, and giggled over. So of course I had to watch too.
And I fell in love with Steven Tyler’s feedback. Half the time he doesn’t even look like he’s paying attention. I would so love to see what is scribbled on his notepad. But wow, he is a poet of inspiration.
Author Jo Knowles has been posting on his inspiration tips all along ~ so comforting to know I’m not the only one hanging on his every word, waiting for the gems! Her posts are even better and deeper sources of inspiration.
We didn’t watch last night’s performances. (Yet. It’s taped.) There was way too much exhaustion going on in this house.
But I think part of that is the fact that James Durbin is gone. My kids picked him to win way back in the auditions stage. They had other personal favorites, (YB is still mad that Casey is gone), but they agreed that James would and should win. Because “He has the best story.” Welllll, James was voted off last week. I hope he’ll still find a way to make his dream happen. [And I am NOT going to look into the disturbing tabloid headline about him. Yes, I am part ostrich.]
I mean, really, I hope they ALL find ways to make their dreams happen. And for some of them, I honestly feel like NOT winning American Idol is the best the thing for them. When one door closes, another one opens… the broken roads that led me straight to you… That kind of best thing.
The hard part is the keeping going. Just like writing, of course.
Go read Jo’s post. Get back up again.
Sarah Wones Tomp
WRITING ON THE SIDEWALK