Dear Jason Segel,
Yeah, that's what this is like. I'm feeling a little inarticulate all of a sudden. (Does being articulate only apply to speech? I don't even know. SEE WHAT YOU DO TO ME, JASON SEGEL?)
But, even though I'm having a difficult time with this, I must power on. Because I am writing you this Valentine as part of YA Highway's Valentine's Lovefest, Jason Segel, and there is something very important that I need to let you know.
I think you are my muse.
This is how it goes. When I'm stuck on a relationship-y scene, or a pine-y scene, or a making out-y scene, and the words aren't flowing, when I'm just stuck, I will sometimes stop what I'm doing and clear my mind. And do you know what happens to be the first thing I see when I close my eyes and try to solve my writing problem? It's you, Jason Segel.
However, after just a few short minutes of daydreaming about going out in LA, taking a seat at a barstool next to you by mere chance, striking up a conversation, and, within minutes, falling madly in love*, I'm suddenly feeling ALL OF THE FEELINGS, and I'm able to finish that troublesome scene. The scene doesn't always work...I mean, let's be real here, 9 times out of 10 it is total crap. But it gets finished, and I wouldn't be able to finish it without you.
Yup, just that few minutes of inappropriate daydreaming and I am right back on track writing that teen romance story I had been struggling with. Because that's how you make me feel, Jason Segel. Like a giddy teenager, in love for the first time. Just a brief visit to F- Yeah Jason Segel and I am able to recapture everything swoony and awkward about first love.
So, thank you.
Thank you for walking around looking like this:
Thank you for doing things like this, and proving that you have the best sense of humor of anyone, ever:
Thank you for making obscene hand gestures in Bad Teacher and then turning around and making the Muppet movie, thereby proving you are, in fact, the most perfect man to walk the earth.
Thank you for inspiring pretty much every YA love interest I want to write, because I think every dreamy teenage boy in a YA novel (or in real life) should be just like you.
Thank you for being so rad, Jason Segel, and thank you for being my muse. If I ever do run into you in a bar in LA, first round is on me.
Happy Valentine's Day.
Yours very truly,
*Am I completely delusional for thinking that this scenario is 100% plausible? I don't think I am. I think you would quite enjoy me if we were ever to meet.