Today is Marilyn Monroe’s birthday – she would have been eighty-seven, the same age as Queen Elizabeth II. It is now fifty-one years since Marilyn passed away, yet still she makes a difference to so many people – and in a way, I suppose I am one of them.
Little did I realise when I started researching her life (compiling my attempt at a biography along the way), that within four years, I’d be on the verge of having one of my books professionally published, but that is exactly what has happened – even though I still can’t quite believe it.
I write for fun... to unwind and to try and forget the pressures of work. As most of you who have a book (or two) of mine will know, I initially only intended to give my work to family and my closest friends – one reason being an enduring lack of confidence in my writing ability (which may have reduced slightly, but will probably always exist).
The moment when things changed came with an e-mail from Michelle Morgan. She had somehow got to hear about my Marilyn bio and very craftily asked for a “review copy” (that’s “free” to you and me!).
Her “review” was more positive and encouraging than I could ever have believed possible. A number of copies of the book were sold, a few more reviews followed and I was completely taken aback by some of the comments I received from people who have loved Marilyn for years and have forgotten more than I will ever know about her life.
I have made (albeit not met in person) so many new friends because of Marilyn Monroe and writing Something Had to Give ultimately (and undeniably) led to BearManor Media agreeing to publish Desperately Seeking Susan Foreman, my quest to track down all of Doctor Who’s female companions.
The book has been edited and is about to be put through the typesetting process – I can’t tell you how excited I am at the prospect of seeing the finished article, and how grateful I am to everyone who has been involved (in whatever capacity) in allowing me to realise a
Back to the birthday girl and I’m sure most of you will have a favourite Marilyn film – mine is Don’t Bother to Knock – and some will have a favourite photograph (although there are quite a few to choose from!). Mine is this 1953 shot taken by Alfred Eisenstaedt – for me it just encapsulates everything about this remarkable young woman.
Her expression seems to convey Marilyn alone with her thoughts... her dreams maybe, but there is the tiniest hint of fear in her eyes and for me, the photo perfectly displays the stark contrast between Marilyn’s beauty and vulnerability.
The picture will have probably been posed, yet looks effortlessly natural, and captivating as a result. Her outfit couldn’t be simpler, but she looks stunning – a gentle nudge to those women of today who believe that you have to be either a size zero, or artificially inflate various parts of your body to become desirable...
Maybe one or two of you will leave a comment and let me know what you think, but for now, all that is left for me to say is Happy Birthday Marilyn – and thank you xx
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