When I was a kid, I wanted to be Speed Racer.
I mean, I wanted to be a lot of other things, too – a baseball player, a fireman, a member of the Brady Bunch – but I really wanted to BE Speed Racer. The opening of the cartoon would come on and I would just lean forward, consumed by Speed’s world. Here, watch:
It’s still awesome. I know that song by heart. And I still lean forward.
And now they are making a live-action version of Speed, that, I have to admit, looks pretty freaking cool:
I wanted a car like the Mach 5. I wanted that blue shirt. I wanted a pet monkey. I wanted an older brother like Racer X. I wanted to be Speed. (Granted, I had no idea that this was originally a Japanese cartoon that was then dubbed into English – that might’ve taken away some of the magic.) So I’d run around the house, pretending to be driving my Mach 5, looking behind me, trying to figure out a way to beat Snake Oiler and SAVE THE WORLD.
I think I can directly trace my roots as a writer to things like that. It was wish fulfillment, getting to be an imaginary character that you think is totally awesome. You get to be someone you want to be in a world you want to live in. We do the same thing when we write fiction. You get lost in a world of your own choosing.
Who did you want to be when you were a kid?
Jeff
I remember always wanted to be a member of the G.I. Joe team. (Snake-eyes was one of my favorites)
Posted by: R.J. Mangahas | January 31, 2008 at 12:49 PM
Do you still do that bizarre pose at the end of the cartoon intro?
I wanted to be Keith Moon.
Posted by: J.D. Rhoades | January 31, 2008 at 01:17 PM
I doubt that there are too many women on here who didn't want to be Nancy Drew.
Posted by: Patti Abbott | January 31, 2008 at 02:02 PM
I doubt that there are too many women on here who didn't want to be Nancy Drew.
Posted by: Patti Abbott | January 31, 2008 at 02:02 PM
Speed Racer always bugged me because you could see people's uvulas whenever they talked. I wanted to be Jeannie. I really, really wanted to live in that bottle.
Posted by: AlisonGaylin | January 31, 2008 at 02:19 PM
I wanted to be Speed Racer and Underdog. Go, Speed Racer, Gooooo!
Oh, and Kimba the Lion.
Posted by: jen of a2eatwrite | January 31, 2008 at 02:42 PM
I wanted to be Laura Ingalls Wilder. And Nancy Drew. Go figure I write a detective series set in South Dakota.
Oh, and for a while there, I wanted to be Isis. Still working on that book and concept :)
Posted by: Lori G. Armstrong | January 31, 2008 at 03:25 PM
I wanted to be Harriet the Spy.
This Speed Racer thing, well, it's such a boy thing.
Posted by: Karen Olson | January 31, 2008 at 06:57 PM
I bet Jeff wanted to be Nancy Drew.
Posted by: Bryon Quertermous | January 31, 2008 at 08:54 PM
I bet Jeff wanted to be Nancy Drew.
Posted by: Bryon Quertermous | January 31, 2008 at 08:55 PM
I bet Jeff wanted to be Nancy Drew.
Posted by: Bryon Quertermous | January 31, 2008 at 08:55 PM
I wanted to be one of the kids on the Jets cereal commercial. They could fly.
I ate hundreds of bowls of that cereal and I still couldn't fly.
Fucking bastards.
Posted by: David Terrenoire | February 01, 2008 at 10:12 AM
I wanted to be a cartoonist. I thought Charles Schulz had the best job in the world.
Posted by: John S | February 01, 2008 at 09:54 PM
Thanks for sharing!
Posted by: Acomplia | February 16, 2008 at 11:58 AM