Fate

When it comes to matters of the heart, I honestly wonder if we have any say in it at all. Can we choose who to love or who to care about? Can we convince ourselves that someone is not the one, even if every fiber of our being is screaming that they are? If there is such a thing as fate, and some things are just meant to be, does that mean they’ll be easy? Should ‘fate’ take care of everything and bend time and space, no matter the consequences, to allow two people to be together?

Fate is a general them in all three of my books. Everything that happens in book one, sets up the events in book two and everyone you meet in book two, plays an integral role in book three, even though it is twenty years later. As a writer, forced to interconnect all these events, I am now more aware of them as I see them occur around me. But in real life, there aren’t always happy endings.

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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 that read it and thought it was ‘okay.’ They fall into category 1. This is for people that bash it online and say they hated it and didn’t get it)

3) The jerks that 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 that 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 that I didn’t like.

On the other hand

I have found people that 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 that outright hated Twilight. I didn’t like, and do not speak, to any of them.

Those of you that 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.

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Do you like my blog I ask today..try it and you may I say.

I am finding myself more and more inspired by Dr. Seuss. Though often silly and mismatched, his words always have a greater purpose, always a meaning in the end. How do you know you like something if you don’t give it a try? In the end, you should always do the right thing.. and so forth and so on. Life, as it turns out, is much like a Dr. Seuss book. Always a deeper meaning that I miss on the surface, always some greater purpose that I can’t seem to find until it’s too late. The thing about life, though, is that you can’t start over. You can’t go back to the first page and read it again if you messed up how many soxs sue has. So what can we do but try like hell to get it right the first time? And the even bigger question is how do we know if we got it right? Barring some major cataclysmic break in the universe, who’s to say if we messed up or if things are just running along according to plan?

I still believe in fate, don’t get me wrong. I’m just questioning her motives lately.

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