Wednesday, January 18, 2012

"One...Simple Explanation"


      As a musical theatre performer and lover, my life is often times reflected of a musical.  Whether it’s a sad moment like “Memory” from Cats or a “go getter” type of attitude like “Don’t Rain on My Parade” from Funny Girl.  So, naturally, in the end the best title of my book had to be “What I Did For Love: The Guys Down The Line.” (thank you A Chorus Line!).  Because one constant “issue” in my life since the wee age of 16 is my guy issues. Ok boys calm down.  If you know me and I have been ever so lucky to get this book published and you are standing in line for my book signing saying to yourself “Uh-oh….am I one of those guys??” let me ease your mind.  You are probably right. But because I don’t want any legality issues I changed all your names to protect the “innocent”.  But you know who you are, and before you run to me screaming that I’m a liar and that’s not how you remember it, remember this: these are my stories and what I was going through at the time.   But since this book not only shows your faults but also MINE, so people will probably believe me over you. So suck it up, because this is my book.
            What do we do for love?  That is the big question.  I mean we tend to loose ourselves so much when it comes to relationships that we end up forgetting who we are.  It is very unhealthy and it is my life.  If you know A Chorus Line you know that one of the best songs (in my opinion) is “What I Did For Love.” (yes in the show they are talking about dancing and their careers and what they would do if they had to stop dancing and how they would feel…blah blah blah “my life’s so hard) but the words took on a separate meaning for me. Shall we?  (If technology were crazy cool you would just push a button and the song would play……oh wait I had those books as a kid the one with the Disney (copyright??) Princess’...oo oo I love Sleepy Beauty, she is my favorite princess, and I had a book that played Once Upon a Dream….this is not one of those books….maybe it should be! That would be so cool! I…….oh sorry I’m getting off track.)

Kiss today goodbye
The sweetness and the sorrow
Wish me luck, the same to you.
But I can’t regret
What I did for love, what I did for love.

Look my eyes are dry
The gift was ours to borrow
It’s as if we always knew
And I won’t forget what I did for love
What I did for love.

Gone
Love is never gone
As we travel on,
Love’s what we’ll remember

Kiss today goodbye
And point me towards tomorrow
We did what we had to do
Won’t forget, can’t regret
What I did for love,
What I did for love……

And so on and so forth.  But as I traveled on the NYC subway after one of my many heartbreaking breakups (You know who you are because you are what inspired me to write this book…more about him later,) I listened to those lyrics and thought “Wow that really describes my life.”  Because you do so much for love and you never lose that love but once you move on to the next love you never forget the last.  So this is why my book is titled what it is.  This is basically a collection of “stories” if you will of the guys good and bad (or both) who came in and out of my life with a very strong impact.  Strong enough to receive a section of this book.  There have been so many men that I have given my heart to that I am surprised there is anyone left to give it to.  Hopefully, by the time I finish this book there will actually be a true love I have found. Very unlikely but hey I hope for the best! In the end there is always Zeke (my min pin/yorkie mix).  He will always be my true love.  So ladies and gentleman (both in this book or not) hold on to your hats, please keep your hands, feet, and loose articles inside the car at all times and remember to have fun.  We know you have a choice when you fly, and we thank you for choosing Lagunas Air!  Ok I’m getting off track again… So without further delay I present to you “What I Did For Love: The Guys Down The Line.”

Sincerely Yours,
Jeremy Michael Lagunas

1 comment:

  1. Nice start. Best of luck and I'll keep reading. Rronco

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