I made it THROUGH!

It has been a FOUR YEAR struggle and earlier this week that struggle ended. What happened you ask? I took my life back! I had been bogged down with the drama of loss and not remembering who I am and what I am capable of. Watch out world, the light is back!!! I've emerged from the fire a beacon of light, wiser than when I went in. I AM THAT I AM. I get it now. Watch out for great happenings, starting NOW!

What a Fool Believes

Everyone is gifted in some way. I have a few gifts and without revealing all, let's just say I was lead astray by my own volition. The path I stumbled upon was so off that now I kind of feel like Alice and that damn rabbit hole! Everyday I wake up asking these three questions:

1. How do I get out of this?
2. What was I thinking?
3. How can I be so stupid?

If ever there was a moment to take something back, or be granted a "do over" this would be one of those times. I must admit, I've never jammed myself up like this before. Unlike an investigation, I cannot retrace steps or move backwards in order to move forward to find the killer. There is no killer and I'm not writing a television drama. This is real life. This is now. "What's done cannot be undone" to borrow the phrase from Shakespeare's Lady Macbeth.

Maybe I should stop trying to answer those questions and continue to move forward, lay low - maybe no one will find out. I'm already filled with many secrets. As a writer, I've seen and done many things, enough to fill a lifetime; which is why I cannot believe I made such a foolish mistake. All I can do is wait for divine intervention to either move it forward or delete it completely.

Make it so number one!

I had to laugh...on the inside

Let's just get this out of the way right now...on this date, thirty...oh wait I work in the entertainment industry and we don't age nor do we give our age...a star was born! Yes I share my birthday with Glenn Close and Bruce Willis. So Happy Birthday all March 19th Genius Babies!!!

So I worked my first Con (WonderCon) on Saturday and actually had a great time! Sooooo many people dressed up and some looked absolutely fabulous. I had a great time even though I was working. I met some very cool people as well. As is the tradition for me, inevitably there is at least one incident that happens that throws me for a loop. This time is was two. On Friday, I had sent out a facebook request to a person I thought I knew. It turns out, same name different person. On Saturday, at the con, I met that person. We were both like, "huh?" First I wished him a happy birthday as it was on Friday and then I thanked him for the "add" on facebook. I couldn't have predicted that even with my super sharp psychic skills! The second odd happening, this guy comes up to me and tells me that my smile makes him happy and it has restored hope into his life then he proceeded to give me a hug. I, of course am looking for security and planning my escape from this portly guy who has crossed my personal space. He then wrote down every method of contact for him and begged me to be his friend on facebook and to call him. He needed me in his life. I pried myself loose, flashing that famous smile then stepping back. He started his life story. I heard "I want to be a comic book illustrator..." and then it hit me, I was wearing DC Comics credentials and he wants a job! Before that epiphany, I thought "why couldn't the man of my dreams greet me in that way?" Now the next time a man comes towards me with his arms out, I will stop smiling and RUN!

Nothing else to report on this day, I just thought I had to write something since it's such a special day.

Happy Day All!!

Go With Your Gut?

Gut Feelings...are they real or do we have gas?

I'd like to think I'm a smart cookie and for years I have used "gut feelings" when making important decisions like whether or not to buy something, meeting a guy, or working on an assignment. How many of you actually go with gut feelings? Are they really accurate? Why do we have them?

Recently, I not only had a huge GUT FEELING, I have the proverbial "slap in the face - wake me up - fall out of the bed" experience. I am one of those rare birds who uses both sides of her brain (stop laughing) my creative and analytical sides. Often there are times where the two cannot seem to meet half way and one MUST take over. Usually my creative side puts up a good fight! Analytical won...again. Could my analytical side be the one keeping me from love? After all, isn't love creative?

I did go with my gut and it lead nowhere but this blog post. I strongly believe everything happens for a reason and there are no coincidences. Life is all about learning lessons and experiencing new and great things. Sometimes logic has to take a back seat to creativity. This time I think I'll just wait it out and take a gas pill. I must admit, this gut feeling was insane (no logic whatsoever) yet I feel like it's not over yet. Maybe I should start making my last meal at 3pm instead of 4.