That’s French for “I am not happy.” Why am I not happy? Well, part of it is because that’s just the kind of hairpin I am. Part of being MomGoth is having Sad days and Anxious days for no reason. Part of it is because I’ve finished two stories, and it’s always hard to say goodbye to the fun of creating and hello to the hard work of cosmetology. And part of it is the frustration of my ongoing wrestling match with my computer, not knowing if my foe is hardware or software. ~sigh~
Fortunately for me, if I translate into the French, it makes me think of one of my favorite films, Maitre de Musique (The Music Teacher), a Belgian film about a retired opera star teaching two unknowns. In one scene, the girl tells her teacher, “Je ne suis pas heureux. Non, je ne suis pas.” It’s one of the few bits of French I didn’t need the subtitles to understand.
That’s a sad scene, but it makes me think of the happiest scene, where the two protegés sing their debut at a party. The best of that is that there are lots of lovely closeup shots of Patrick Bauchau who, in this scene, is sitting with his spikey-headed protegé giving the stage the stink-eye.
Watch this with me, and then we’ll both feel happy.
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: What makes you feel better when you’re down? How about your main character? Your villain?