When I watched Beetlejuice–the movie–for the first time, I wasnt older than eight years old. I will always remember the enthusiasm of my dad.
It is never pleasant to realize that we arrive in a second position. Nope. That is a feeling we spend our lives running away from. It is hard to admit that we are not the favorite one amid our siblings. It is bothering us not to win a competition and arrive second when we have been training for a year. It is hard to admit that we are not the best employee in the company. Therefore, our relationship with our boss is not as good as Tom, our forever best friend. And it is painful to be in a relationship with someone we are attached to but doesn’t seem to feel the same way about us.
Probably like me, you can't ignore the green color of such a place, as much as you can't ignore the complete feeling of stillness you are experiencing just by looking at the picture. Well, I feel you, and I hope you will allow me to tell you a short but lovely anecdote about that place that has become one of my travel goals lately.
Its real name? The Mind Flayer. A piece of advice? Do not befriend it, because the way it is pictured in the show is very close to reality. What it does in Stranger Things might slightly be different, but still, that monster can settle into your mind, without sending any warning, and enjoy the pleasure to take you to the Upside down.
You may write for yourself in the first place, yet someday, you may reach a point where you wish your work has proper recognition and exposure. You may somehow be willing to exhibit the writing skills you have been keeping secret for yourself so far. And yes, you are like us, writers – and humans beings –revealing your narcissistic side, but that is okay, and that is not it.