Happy Monday, everyone! I’ve been a little absent once again, due to a number of reasons, one being an unexpected wave of sadness last week. I wasn’t sure if this was something I wanted to share, but this blog also acts as my journal, and the memories are bittersweet. And who knows…maybe it will inspire someone to be brave when I was not.
I was talking about my first screenplay, Fate(s), with a coworker who asked about its inspiration. One of the biggest influences came long after the initial concept of the story while I was living in Phoenix, AZ.
I was working in this little bistro in Scottsdale when I was literally hit by Cupid’s arrow. A tall, dark, and handsome stranger walked in and I was struck, to my very core. It seems like a foolish thing to say, even now, but it’s true. I’d never felt anything like it before and I haven’t again since.
His name was Nicholas and he came in three times, but I was a wuss, and nothing ever came of it. Nearly 10 years later and it’s still something I regret.
I’m happy on my own, mostly. Every so often I have this pang in my chest that maybe he was “the one” and I let him get away, and that is a very unsettling feeling. The Sis made a comment that despite my protesting, I would be happy with a man, and I retaliated with, “Not just any man”.
So I turned this angst into a predominant aspect of my screenplay when I began rewrites, and gave my couple the happily ever after they deserved – the one I’m afraid I may not get myself. The idea of knowing someone without having met them, past lives, destiny – does it exist?
So for a couple of days these random thoughts swirled around in my head, you can imagine the variety, while my coworker suggested trying to track him down. Yeah, that wouldn’t be weird at all…
I was eventually able to shake it off, but it’s left me wondering.
I write about it all the time, because that princess/Jane Austen side of me wants everyone to find that kind of love and that dreamy happily ever after in spite of “reality”, but what are your thoughts?
Do you believe in soul mates or love at first sight?


















The last couple of weeks, the impending doom surrounding my birthday has caused random outbursts of emotion. I’ve had some bad birthdays, but this one is different. I was in a home store, looking at the various items that could be useful in the new place; new towels, area rugs, side tables, etc. when I started to well up. It’s frustrating to feel sort of stuck; always hoping and striving for more. I keep banking on this elusive future that I can’t wait to happen, and yet with each passing day I don’t feel any closer. I got a job I was hoping would be something I could be proud of in the meantime, I’m writing every day, but we write rubbish and I don’t even make enough money to make it worthwhile.




As your (much) older sister, I should never even say that aloud, here are a few words of advice. I feel it’s necessary to impart some wisdom, whether you heed the words or not. 🙂 I don’t want you to worry about everything, you’re still young (you really are), you have so much ahead of you, and things will work out as they should. We are going to make things happen this year because I have only ever wanted great things for you.
You are not only my sister, but the best friend I have ever had. You know me better than anyone ever has and you keep me young (so thanks for that). I love that we never have to say a thing to know what the other is thinking, or we can say some random thing that says so much. I love that we can be geeks together, that we laugh at the same things (even when no one else is laughing), and that we get excited about so many of the same things. I could list them, but that’s our thing. If it wasn’t for you, I’m not sure I would have ever discovered Dragon Age – how sad is that thought?! Or my love of Doctor Who or even Captain America…goodness, my life would be so boring. 😉