fame! i'm gonna live forever...

i'm gonna learn how to fly..

well no, not really. i'm reading Lady Chatterley's Lover (can anyone tell me if it's worth persisting, this is my second try. so far it's less interesting that chaucers canterbury tales, which are a great read).
"Connie wondered a little over Clifford's blind, imperious necessity to become known: known, that is, to the vast amphorus world he did not himslef know, and of which he was uneasily afraid:"
this made me think of fame, being known in a world you may not even know yourself, especially child stars, so insulated for their own sake, so they can have a chance at normalcy. But what is normal about being cloistered. would famous kids be better off going to main stream schools in the public eye? they would have to be of good character though, because the media would burn them for the slightest indiscretion.
but what of adults? 'hard work and years of perserverance' kind of thing. the effort to BE known. then the small look into what it's really like - great popularity in a specific arena, still able to walk down the street, but unable to get across a room of gathered fans, everyone knowing who you are but forever wanting to know more - what do you keep for yourself? what do you keep OF yourself? do you remain the open book of the child star? do you let the media, the fans, see it all and hope that your character is good enough? or do you follow the P!nk school of thought - if they are going to hear it i want them to hear it from me. I think by being less enigmatic you become less interesting, less of a senstaion, but do you also lose part of yourself?

that is all...