I write a lot about brothers, mentors, friendship and love. I forget at times what that really can mean…I felt that kindness today.
Just over a week has gone by since I was abruptly let go from my job, a job I loved. Feeling thrown away by people I respected was killing my passion, my self worth. Looking at my little girls wondering what could I do to make sure they were taken care of and knowing that our financial future was again for the third time, rocked. I am a positive person by nature and hearing the people who truly knew me and loved me say things like “you are meant for better things.” and “why in the world would they let someone like you go?” helped, but it still didn’t correct the fact that they did let me go and I still didn’t have a job. My husband is a firefighter for the City of Elyria, Ohio, he is a an amazing firefighter and helps anyone he can at anytime needed. After hearing that I lost my job his brothers sent wonderful notes, texts, cards and their beautiful wives did as well. Jeremy came home today with a gift from them…although I appreciate so much the gift they gave I am touched even more by the fact that each one of them took the time to think about our girls, myself and their brother. Each one wrote a note to my husband in a card with two chimps eating popcorn and laughing at their reflection on the cover. That is brotherhood…that real devotion to each other. My heart is repaired slightly after this morning and I’m just the wife. Thank you for reminding me that this kindness and brotherhood reaches past the men that have your back and would at any given moment risk their lives to save yours. It surrounds their families as well…
Thank you 474 for more then you know.
A humbled firefighter’s wife
I have four brothers, while all of us are different we share a geek gene. Movies, computers and comics are just the start of our geekdom each of us seek out. Chad is the forth brother and our light…the reason why people would leave our home with a smile. Surviving eight years after a horrible accident that left him paralyzed from the neck down he moved into his bat cave in the sky. Chad dealt with demons all his life, he fought and conquered each one. He was the playboy of his time, girls, football, school, awards and speeches. After his accident he was like that little boy searching for a way out of the darkness…he had a personal connection to Batman. Chad said “Batman made his own destiny”
Thank you Chad for letting me experience your light for 22 years. I wish I understood who you were earlier…
In researching my role for my mentor, I decided that I wanted him to be Native American. My purpose for this story is to build strong male role models and who better to emulate that than them. I have been excited to learn and find out about the various cultures that make up the Native American population. I am not thrilled with the treatments and stereotypes….below is a letter I wrote and posted on other blogs as an apology for the varies offenses to the native american culture I have seen, including a girl with a discriminatory sign at a Famous Dave’s restaurant.
A letter to those who should be completely offended:
Let’s get the bad out of the way first…I am an Irish girl living in a city that idolizes a baseball team that is offensive to Native Americans (you can call me a fair weather fan). I grew up having a crude almost cartoon vision of what the Native American lifestyle is. My mom once went to a reservation in Nevada and brought home gorgeous handmade jewelry and I found it magical for some reason. So when a guy walked in my office and said his last job was at his tribes casino, I was floored (I’m going to elaborate on my thoughts, but know I have learned better since). I thought “Holy shit, in 32 years I have met my first real Indian!” I say that now and cringe as this guy has become one of my best friends. We speak about his culture and family and I shove my foot in my mouth when I ask stupid questions about stereotypical stories of tribes and reservations. I took him to his first Indians game and after years of never even noticing the dude that drums before a pitch…my dear friend looked up and asked where that drumming was coming from and that he was doing it wrong….you know I wanted to run up there and punch that drummer! My friend has been such a gracious teacher and I have now looked at the nasty way we disregard such an exceptional group of people. By following articles, news, art, movies and history of the Native American people I am an advocate for the betterment and education of everyone else that makes dumb references and choosing non native people in movies to play a native part (terrible). I am in process of writing a short story involving Native Americans and I promise it will be authentic to what I find in the pages and minds of Native Americans. I apologize for my ignorance and the above stories make my blood boil.
Sincerely yours an Ex-idiot on Native Americans
My question…have we seen a strong, complete and compelling Native American character in films recently? Of course we see them in historical films, I mean who is this generations idolic characters? Tell me and share!
In writing or in life the wrong sentence can bring your story to halt, bring it to a new beginning…or find out the secret. Words are not wrong and honesty is precious, but putting those words together in a string that will prolong and enhance your story is key. What are your biggest word blunders? How did you fix them?
As I sit down to write about my bucket list of actors to play in my fictional universe. I get to thinking about all of the famous people I have actually met. I may live in Cleveland (which if you are famous, nobody will think you are actually a celeb, so live your incognito life) but in actuality it is a great place to film movies. We have old and new structures, beautiful art, lake, forests, countryside, urban, tax incentives, well I’m not the film commission, but Cleveland has major arenas and a rich history in theater that draw celebs every week if not day in the summer months. I worked at the only 4 diamond hotel as a VIP reservationist/concierge, worked in a production company (my god what producers go through, shit) and now I am an Executive Casino Host at the only place that is keeping Cleveland alive, so you can guess I am severely busy with all of the VIP’s that grace the tables. I have celebs, frat guy, CEO’s , guys who pay off CEO’s, the family, sometimes the guy who pisses in the street, and especially the people of my great city that own said street Point is I have a huge true barrel of people to pick from. It was so hard to sit back and say this is who I picture because so many people influence what I write and the story I want to tell. I did choose my 3 main Characters
Dezmond Creed: I know I said I picture Shemar Moore as Creed (age doesn’t fit), I would LOVE a hybrid of Shemar Moore and Collins Curtis Pennie…make it happen Hollywood!
Det. Murray Ross: So I have three picks, I love them all for different reasons, but they all have a certain edge and Murray will get darker as the story unfolds. Jamie Dornan, Cam Gigandet, or Charlie Hunnam
Helena: There was only one actress that I pictured as my heroine…Natalie Portman. She is innocent, but damn she can peel the wallpaper off with her sexy vapor. I need a short actress, Helena is tiny, long flowing brown hair and brown eyes.
There is my love triangle :) Please enjoy the pictures below…I know I do!
I am a writer, I studied it and processed all of the grammatical bullshit. I wrote the prose and millions of sentences strung together in the spirit of creative writing. I have watched and studied dozens of films, scripts and shorts (literally studied, had a class called Tolkien and Lewis. the Journey)…why is creating my own wonderful story such a bitch! I have a plot, cast of sexy and lovable characters, evil, happiness, the god damn marines! This is a marketing goldmine, but I lost my inspiration and I am trying to find it again…I am trying to replace what was perfect and helpful and it is tough to make a connection. Maybe I will get it back, maybe I will find something better….maybe I will look within. My muse is gone, but my spirit is strong. Writers are a rare breed, made of intense words, endless imagination and borderline obsessive especially if it effects our craft. This is my pledge, I will create more then a few sentences and I will bring to the world a killer story that surpasses the expectation of even myself…
Follow me and I will introduce you to something a little new a little sexy and a lot fantastic. My writers block is starting to diminish, I will take the advice…use actors as a reference a guide to the character I want on the screen in front of me…
Bucket list of Actors Playing my characters will be the next post:
Here’s a hint…I am not sure he would end up playing Dezmond Creed, but Shemar Moore is the actor I am picturing now.