A rainy day was as good as any to ascend to a higher being, Amy figured. In fact, it gave a suitable touch of drama to what was to come. She opened her bathroom window and watched how passers-by hastily fled to their destinations. Then she lowered herself to check the bath’s temperature and took off her pyjamas.
Hot water. No clothes. No thoughts. Two out of three would have to do because that last attempt was clearly futile, her mind almost instantly drifting to the possibilities that lay ahead. She smiled consciously, pondering her own potential and how magnificent it would be if everything would turn out as well as she imagined.
She thought of the looks of pride on the faces of those closest to her and the yearning desire in the eyes of strangers. And again she gave her imaginary Golden Globe acceptance speech, the one that had gone through countless changes since she first practiced it in front of her closet mirror at the age of seven. She took a fair amount of pride in the fact that to her knowledge it would be by far the most memorable speech in award history – which made her ponder if it wouldn’t be better still to save her momentous monologue for the inevitable Oscar. But the time had come and in the end a Globe was still a Globe. Plenty of other actresses had paved the way for her inevitable rise from TV’s It-girl to full-blown Hollywood celebrity.
She could faintly hear the sound of a trumpet in the distance as she watched the sky growing ever darker. She loved this part.
It had certainly been a wise decision not to squander The Speech when accepting her Teen Choice Award last summer. Receiving the board for her breakthrough role as ‘Ditzy’ Mitzy in Tuesday night sitcom Slackers had been a much-welcomed push in the right direction, but it would have been preposterous to squander her carefully selected words on a stage shared with Paris Hilton.
No, there was a time and a place for everything, Amy knew, and she had wisely left those words unspoken. Instead she had cleverly made sure to thank her producers, the director and the network, not to mention her utterly talented co-stars; finishing off with a suitably hip yet endlessly ambiguous rally cry to the fans, one which her PR manager had spent several days researching for the latest lingo.
But Teen Choice was then, and Globe was next.
Today would be the day some insignificant delivery boy would unknowingly hand her the script that was set to make her a star the world over.
Unfinished Bits 