Return of the Nerd Girl Part II

I’ve been working on this post in my head for a few days and I’ve mentally deleted every draft. Because I cannot seem to capture the utter ecstasy of feeling like myself again. This time in a way that does not fade after a few hours of boundless dreams and passionate engagement, but the deep-down feeling that I have come home at last. All it took was for my son to bring Hamilton into our lives.

I know it may sound strange, but so much of the most essential part of me sprang from my love for Les Mis. When that came into my life a whole world of passion, ideals and dreams unfolded for me. I knew exactly who I was and where I was going, with a deep conviction that nothing could shake. I didn’t care what the world thought of me, I knew who I was.

Now, as the lyrics of another show wrap themselves around my heart and run through my head (although when I’m trying to sleep it would be nice of them to leave me alone for a while), I feel that world opening up for me again. And it welcomes me back in like an old friend who’s been away far too long.

Did I want to go to work this morning?

No.

Les Mis - She's BackI wanted to go to the library. Lose myself in the stacks, pull down every revolutionary volume I could possibly find, then find a French café and read about Robespierre until they kicked me out.

I bought this poster six years ago, just before I moved (again). I wanted to hang it up in my new home in the hope it would bring me back to myself. I never did because it never felt right. Yesterday I hung it in the hallway of another new home, the first thing I see when I come in through the front door, because now it is finally true.

She’s back.

Author: Eva O'Reilly

Writer, avid reader, large dog lover, cake baker and Francophile. Living in hope of finding either a literary agent or a large audience on Amazon.

3 thoughts on “Return of the Nerd Girl Part II

  1. Here’s the thing, I grew up with musicals interpreting all musicals as happy. My love for musicals was sparked at the age of 12 in 2006. I was able to understand the emotions of excitement, love, joy, and sad. I was able to understand spectacle and dance, comedy, complexity, and romance and strong emotional connections in those years.

    So now in 2012 at the age of 18, in December, I saw the musical movie of Les Mis. I had no idea it was tragic. So after Fantine died, I was realized that and due to that, I was so shocked and confused to know what I thought about Les Mis. But I still researched the musical anyways. At the age of 19 around March or so, I watched the movie a 2nd chance and I saw there was more to Les MIs than I thought I did. So long story short, Les Mis turned that love of musicals into a passion and I realized I was 100% blind to heartbreak growing up. So Les Mis challenged what I previously knew about musicals.

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    1. West Side Story was my first tragic musical. That one showed me that deeper feelings could exist in musicals.
      Actually I thought the Les Mis movie was a tragedy but for different reasons 😀 I’m glad you liked it and it’s brought you to the barricade.

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      1. About me: high school me first discovered tragedies in theatre. I was thinking, they don’t belong in theatre. They are just pure sad. There is no way I am ever going to love one. So I ignored the genre a lot.

        Les Mis showed me tragedies are not pure sad like I once believed. I realized that Les Mis was a tale of love, compassion, hope, forgiveness, sacrifice, humanity, and redemption. I realized it is both heartbreaking and inspirational.

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