I have been thinking the last day or so about the old saying, “If you love them set them free.”
I don’t believe it.
If you have to make a choice between loving someone and letting them go, then it isn’t love to begin with. You cannot let love go any more then you can give up your heart because it’s broken. Love can be forgotten if neglected, turned if it is ignored, but, never let go of.
Love is listening to the rain with the windows open late at night. Love is comfort when you are sad, a hug when you are lonely and a text when you feel like no one cares at all.
Love is your best friend, your strength and your joy.
I, like many others on this planet, want love. I want to be chosen, every day to be loved. I want someone to look at me with the joy that shows me, I am the one that makes them happy. So to you I have this to say;
You are my best friend. You are my joy. You are the one I choose today and every day. We may be apart, we may not speak at all and that’s OK. But I cannot see my life without you in it. I cannot let you go because I love you. You have my heart and love knows no barriers. You are so quiet….. What are you thinking?
I have finally sat down to watch the movie “Fifty Shades” and “Fifty Shades Darker”. I didn’t read the books or watch the movies until now because I have researched bondage and it did not interest me. Don’t get me wrong, I am a huge Betty Page fan. I just didn’t know how i would handle two hours of it.
I can now say, from a writers and a woman’s perspective, I loved it.
Not the thought of bondage… but the characters emotions drew me in like a good seductive story. if you don’t get stuck on the abuse behind the story and see the characters for who they are, the story is so much better.
The emotional upheaval behind both Anna and Christian are intense. To have a woman who wants nothing more than a beautiful romance tossed into a dark world and finding a man to love, is what every woman dreams of. To have a man who is hard and has grown up jaded by the world and the people in it, finds love. What greater gift can you ask for when you are so broken that there is no chance for you to be right?
Emotionally this story has touched me on a level I didn’t think i could see again. The movie was cast well, the actor on camera creates a magic that you don’t see often. Yes there are things in the book which cause alarm in the extremists… but that is not what captured me. It was the hope. The hope that even broken, emotionally scared skeptics can learn to love. Learn to love so deeply that they find joy in life outside of their broken mind… and begin to heal. This hope is why I write. It would be a great honor to captured a similar feeling for my readers.
What captures you? What makes you feel like not all love is lost?
I have never written anything truly personal. I have talked a ton about the Amazing Dr. Black, but nothing really about my family. The Doctor and I had a wonderful relationship, but, nothing can take the place of a girls love for her father.
My father is a teacher of sorts. A well learned man who loved the supernatural and all things that science couldn’t explain. He loves God and helping people find who they are. My dad is a man of teachings and faith. he has the biggest heart you will ever see and has always said that “Love knows no barriers.” More than anything else, My father believed that people, through the will of god, created Miracles.
I watched My Dad do amazing things. He did not tell me how to love people, he showed me. With everything he did his kindness never faltered, even when the world changed. Some days it feels like the world is crumbling because we have lost something deeper than peoples attention to what is going on in the world. We have lost the meaning inside ourselves. That thing that celebrates joy and searches for truth. That small spark in each of us that imagines and dreams.
My Daddy and his beautiful smile is loosing a battle every day to Dementia. With that fight I am loosing the talks that we had about love, owning the feelings you have inside, using the strength inside of you to lift up other people. His stories lost.
So in celebration of my Daddy, I want to encourage everyone to sit and think of the things they love. Put down your cell phones and social media or news and tell a story. take thoughts and wield them into a story that comes from your heart. Nurture it, share, love it, and let it grow into something amazing that will inspire and uplift. Not all sad stories depress, sometimes the surrender a little hope before you cry.
In this time so desperately needed…. come with me and create a miracle or two.
I am a romance writer. My flowery use of words have gotten me in trouble as of late. Because I feel things so deeply I can find thousands of ways to describe how I feel, when I only need one. That is wonderful for purging myself during times I need a romantic moment, not so great when I am trying to write my novel.
So what is the most die hard romantic to do with the sting of romantic scenes locked in her head? Write more stories. Put the them all down in one place and come up with new stories to use them in. So I did. I pulled out 6 pages of overly used love scenes. I guess that means I am going to be writing for a while. On the plus side… I have extra content if I need it. Maybe my blog should get a touch more romantic.
While thinking today about screen writing, and what actors would play my characters in a movie, I got side tracked. I was supposed to be working on rewrites for my editor. Instead I clicking through online photos for inspiration. I of course stopped on my favorite actor right away.
I remember the first time I watched Gerard Butler in Dracula 2000. He was handsome and scary and all I could think was I would not have fought him. with ever movie he continues to win over that part of my imagination the thrills my senses and causes me to writes the most wonderful scenes.
In Phantom of the Opera I was glued to my seat. I watched it again and again hoping for a sequel. Then I found “Love Never Dies”. So if anyone following me knows Mr. Butler…. Tell him this must happen.
In so many of his films, you do not get to see the charm and wit he is unable to display in some characters. But never the less he is amazingly versatile and carries a presence that bleeds over into still photos and silent interaction. No wonder just looking into the mans eyes causes a woman to pause, even in an empty room.
The thoughts “if only” followed by an overwhelming love scene marching its way through my brain have me sitting here working on something new.
As every one knows I am a writer. Scribbling poetry, stories and the occasional blog for any one who will listen. My latest work of fiction has become my true calling. my passion littered in the pages of an unsuspecting vessel preparing for the world to read.
I cannot keep my grammatical errors from interrupting the flow. Sigh, Yes I needed an editor. As luck would have it I met one by chance through another editor and she has just sent me my first notes. I am about half way through all the red comments and it struck me, just how much of a godsend she is.
Every charming note, and questioning notation has not only been amusing,but, inspiring. She takes all the creative interpretation out of the project and tells you what needs to happen. I am finding out I adore that.
For all the authors that know just how hard it is to find a really good editor… I cannot tell you enough how amazing she truly is. I am looking forward to making this book a world wide must read for people everywhere. Lets see if we can hit the best seller list…. together.
I am hopeful romantic. I give with everything I am and love with no regards to being loved back…. until its too late.
If you have not seen the latest episode of The Flash, and you need a moment of joy to remember every reason you have ever loved another person… you tube it! Watch it! be in it for one moment and let that love wash over you.
If a song can open your heart, this segment can make you wish for that moment to last forever. Just as sweet as the Doctor and Rose. It is worth the tears. All the tears shed for love is worth just a moment of the joy.
Find your Joy. Life is about living… not about the rat race we have built for ourselves.