Sister Act’s Words of Wisdom

There is a scene in Sister Act 2 that plays over and over in my mind when I start to doubt myself as a writer (so basically, like, all the time) where Whoopi is talking to Lauren Hill who is having a hard time admitting she is a singer and in this conversation she says:

“…Don’t ask me about being a writer. lf when you wake up in the morning you can think of nothing but writing…then you’re a writer.

I’m gonna say the same thing to you. If you wake up in the mornin’ and you can’t think of anything but singin’ first…then you’re supposed to be a singer, girl.”

While I do love to sing, what I think about when I wake up is finding time that day to sit down and write. I begin to scheme about eating lunch at my desk and getting Cam to bed early. I think about my characters and listen as they have funny conversations that play out in my head. I obsess over everything I write as I didn’t go to college and just recently learned that cannot is one word and can’t spell for poop. So, according to Whoopi (or the writers of Sister Act 2) I’m meant to be a writer. Now, to be clear, no one said anything about getting paid to be a writer, they just said that in my heart, to give my soul a voice and live my life to the fullest, I need to write. So…I write. And then I delete. And then I write again. And then I cry because it sucks.

But, I write because that is who I am, what I want to be and the legacy I want to leave.


Twilight addiction/fascination/obsession

Though I thought it had passed, I am slowly slipping back into my Twilight addiction/fascination/obsession. Don’t get me wrong, I never stopped being a fan and convincing everyone I held more than a two second conversation with to read the books, as they would change their lives, but I had passed the constant web browsing, daydreaming, and general distraction that it caused in my life for the first few months. Slowly, through fits of excitement over the movie, and gushing over listening to New Moon on CD, that behavior is seeping back into my life. I can’t help but wonder, is this what it’s like to be addicted to drugs? I crave it, the feeling of elation I get when I think of Edward and the rush of…we’ll call it adrenaline…I get when I see new pics of Rob.

My only comfort is that I’m not alone. I think I’m sort of the honorary president of our non-existing fan club with my circle of friends. They all come to me when they have new Twilight info. Pics/videos/articles. They all tell me immediately. Partly because they know I will want to know, and partly because they want someone else to have the reaction to said pics/videos/articles that they did. (I think, anyway)

“Why?” you ask. If you’ve never read the books then you need to. If you have read them and just didn’t ‘get’ it, get what all the fuss was about; let me break it down for you:

There are three kinds of people in this world.
1) Those who love Twilight

2) Those who hate Twilight (This doesn’t mean those who read it and thought it was ‘okay.’ They fall into category 1. This is for people who bash it online and say they hated it and didn’t get it)

3) The jerks who won’t even give it a chance. (Honestly #3 falls into a whole new category of stupid and that is another blog entirely…so we will focus on 1 and 2.)

People who love Twilight are passionate, loving people. They are able to step back from a situation, fictional or otherwise and appreciate its beauty. They are able to laugh at life’s funny moments and cry at the sad ones, not caring who may be watching for either. They are creative and insightful and tend to see the world in a rainbow of colors, rather than just black and white. I have never met a Twilight fan I didn’t like.

On the other hand

I have found people who hate Twilight to be generally unhappy in their own lives and unable to find an inner peace that they have been searching for. They are closed off and find flaws with everything, make them up if they have to, so the rest of the world is as flawed as they feel on the inside. They have a hard time seeing the beauty in something that may not seem beautiful right away and are quick to relish in the misfortune of another. I have only met a handful of people who outright hated Twilight. I didn’t like, and do not speak, to any of them.

Those of you who know me, know that Twilight quite literally changed my life as it inspired me to write my recently published novel, ‘Emmy’s Song.’ The words were there, the story was there, but Twilight reached deep into my soul, in a place I hadn’t been to in a long time, and allowed harmony to flow through me and into the words on the page. I am now, and will remain for the rest of my life, a die-hard Twilighter and I don’t care who knows it.