9/11

On September 11, 2001, I was 16 years old. I had just begun my junior year of high school and when I first heard the news, I was sitting in my first class of the day. A classmate had gone to the library and had seen something about an attack in New York City on a TV. At that time, about 9:15am central time, there were few details, and the crisis was still unfolding. I remember the multitude of feelings; shock, fear, sadness, and just not knowing what to think. I remember how security at airports and other places like that tightened over night. I remember how other big cities in America braced for more possible attacks, fearing that New York City was just the beginning. I remember the days and weeks following that fateful day being full of so many unknowns. I remember the struggle to put all the pieces together, and figure out how the events of that day ever even came to pass.

I remember the the videos of people running from the giant dust cloud that formed as the towers fell, images of firefighters climbing over the debris, and the Budweiser commercial where the horses bowed in front of the Manhattan skyline. I remember the large American flag that was hung on the outside of the Pentagon and the heroism of the people on United flight 93. The pictures and videos and heroic stories still give me chills and bring tears to my eyes to this day; 16 years later. And I still have to look away when I see the Twin Towers in an pre-9/11 movie or TV show. It’s difficult to find the right words to say in regards to such a tragedy, and I know that mine do not do it justice but, they’re genuine; and I suppose that is the best anyone can do.

Let us not only fulfill the promise to never forget, but also, forever be committed to continue putting good into the world, in honor of the good that was taken that day.

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Until next time,

The Texan

It Is Time

Well friends the bachelors degree has been earned, time off to relax (and take an epic road trip) has been taken, and the kids are back in school; therefore, quiet time has been regained. It is time to begin the, learn how to become a screen writer, uh…process. It’s time to finish Save the Cat! , and go over notes and a tips from that book and the first screenplay writing book I read simply called, Screenplay. It’s time to get “Cambridge” in proper screenplay format, finish “Brooklyn”, and do my best to perfect both stories. It’s time to make sure that Mae Forester, Evan O’Brady, Samantha York, and Carter Logan are the best they can be. After that of course it will time to discover the best way to get my stories to the “powers that be”, and maybe, just maybe, to a theater near you.

Before I focus on characters that have a future, I thought I would give a last bit of love to one that will never see the light of day; my ideal love interest for Bucky Barnes, a gal I call Rachel Buchanan. I wrote a blog post about her in late June, detailing that she had worked for S.H.I.E.L.D, helping with foreign languages, logistics, and mission planning. After S.H.I.E.L.D fell, she switched to helping the Avengers because of her friendship with Tony Stark (Iron Man). Her father was in the Army, and her grandfather worked for S.H.I.E.L.D as well, and was good friends with Howard Stark. The short scene that I shared included Rachel and Bucky laughing about the fact that he is technically older than her grandfather. Rachel is sweet, brilliant, and understanding; a lovely light to Bucky’s struggles with the darkness of his past. Now I know that Bucky will most likely end up with Natasha, it is, after all, in the comic books, and I’m good with anything that will bring Bucky happiness, and of course make him smile more.

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But as a writer, I can’t help but think of my own spin on something, and well…write it down. I suppose that it is at least valuable writing practice, and helps keep the grey matter in good working order. In the scene that I will share today, Tony expresses his concerns to Rachel after he has noticed that her and Bucky have, as they say in my neck of the woods, “taken a liking to each other”.

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Tony: “Maybe it was a mistake to bring you into all of this.”

Rachel: “Then why did you?”

Tony: “Because you’re good at what you do. And you have a low profile, which is helpful in this line of work. This..(gesturing toward where he last saw Bucky)..is like a weird plot twist.”

Rachel: “Well I didn’t plan on it, if that helps you. I’m not going into this blind. And I’m willing to trust him.”

Tony: “I just. I don’t want you to get hurt.”

Rachel: “I know and I appreciate that. You’ve always looked out for me. I remember when I was little I would call you Uncle Tony. (Rachel smiles at Tony, then sadness comes over her face) I remember the pain of losing them. What it did to you, and to my family. My grandfather was never the same after your dad died. Believe me, I understand what he was turned into, but that’s not who he is.”

(Camera shows Bucky standing in the hallway, guilt shows on his face. He turns to walk away.)

Tony: “Are you sure?”

Rachel: (smiles) “I am.”

Tony: (nods) “You know if you ever need anything.”

Rachel: “I know.”

Rachel comes out of the room, sees Bucky in the hallway.

Rachel: “Bucky?” (He doesn’t respond) “Bucky wait…(she catches up to him, touching him on the shoulder) What’s wrong?”

Bucky: “I’m sorry.”

Rachel: “For wha…oh…Did you hear what I said?”

Bucky: “I didn’t know that you knew them. I just…I can’t get away from my past. Not even with you.”

Rachel: “Bucky, I know that’s not who you are. You’re a good man.”

Bucky: “It’s hard for me to believe that.”

Rachel: “I know. (she looks around as if searching for the right words to say) I believe that true goodness is not born out of the absence of bad, but rather to ability to endure the bad, and come out the other side still good. I know that it will take time, but I have faith in you.”

Bucky: “You do?”

Rachel: “Yeah I do. (they smile at each other) Now, I believe a certain gentleman asked me for a date earlier. (Bucky gives her a “you still want to go out with me” look) So where are we going?”

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Even though she will never be a “thing”, I’m proud of Rachel Buchanan, and the little mini story that I created about her and Bucky. I suppose it is important to be proud of any work that one puts out whether it becomes a “thing” or not.

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Until next time,

The Texan

 

 

 

 

We Rise

School starts on Tuesday, and I’m really broken up about that…

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Yep, so sad, so sad. Anyway, this week is get ready for school week, going through clothes, checking school supplies, and attending open houses; it’s time for fall y’all. This weeks post will be brief, because I don’t have much time to, write this post and get in work out before the open house at my daughter’s dance studio.

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As some of you may know, Hurricane Harvey hit south Texas last week, bringing wind, rain, and epic flooding. One of the areas affected was my hometown, La Grange, Texas. It’s a lovely little town, small businesses, historic houses, a state park, and a big river that runs right through it. The Colorado River reached it’s highest point since 1913, and hundreds of businesses and homes were flooded, including the event hall where the La Grange high school holds all their proms. It’s difficult to see that town that you know so well, so damaged.

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Thankfully there are no reports of deaths or major injuries, and La Grange is a place where neighbors help neighbors. That is the interesting thing about disasters, they can bring out the best in people. Humans reaching out to other humans, donating food, time, money, and boats; for water recuses. It also makes me proud to have roots in a town like that, because I know the strong and amazing people who live there. They will recover, rebuild, and band together. For the best thing anybody can do in the aftermath of disaster, is to not let it defeat them. Keep living, and help those affected most get back on their feet. Because I know that the people of Texas are stronger than Hurricane Harvey. And the human spirit is stronger than any disaster.

Thank you to the emergency crews from outside of Texas, who come to help with rescue and recovery efforts. Please consider helping if you can, because together, we rise.

Until next time,

The Texan

Questions, Questions

Well it’s still summer and I still have children in my house all day distracting me with their questions, comments, and wanting to watch Mystery Science Theater 3000; which I’ll admit is pretty awesome. But given the lack of quiet time, I figured I would check out the questions lists that I have found on Pinterest, answer a few and maybe take a little humor for a spin. **I will allow you, the reader, to determine whether said spin was successful.** Well, here we go.

1. What is the hardest thing you’ve had to deal with? Sweet potatoes. The pealing, the chopping, ugh, they are like, the hardest vegetable…for real.

2. What incredibly strong opinion/belief do you have that is completely unimportant in the grand scheme of things? That MnM’s should be eaten color order, and that order is: yellow, orange, red, green, blue, and finally brown. And don’t cross me, rules are rules.

3. What makes you different from most people? The change that I made to this picture.

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4. How comfortable are you speaking in front of a large group of people? How comfortable would you be sleeping on a bed of rusty nails?

5. What is the funniest joke you know be heart? Okay so, 2 muffins were sitting in an oven. One muffin says to the other muffin, “My goodness its hot in here!” And the other muffin says, “Oh my goodness a talking muffin!” Haha and lol!

6. Would you go skydiving?

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9. What comes to your mind when I say, “cabbage”? Uh….Poland?

10. What is the opposite of a koala?

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11. Where’s the line between soup and cereal? What the hell? Who wrote this list?! Time to look at a different list.

12. What makes your eyes roll every time you hear/see it? The gals who seem to think that Sebastian Stan is somehow ruining their life. I mean really….

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Y’all unless he emptied your bank account, and/or set your house on fire, and/or stole your cat, and/or broke your hot water heater; I really don’t see how he could possibly ruin your life.

13. What word is a lot of fun to say?

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14. What are you most likely to become famous for? Turning frowns into smiles.

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15. What are 5 facts about you?

*I go by my middle name.

*I’ve never had a broken bone.

*I hate the new car smell.

*Sophia is my favorite “Golden Girl”

*My thumb on my left hand is double jointed.

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Okay so maybe that was a little more than few. Feel free to answer any or all of these yourself, it would be fun to hear or…rather read your answers! As always thank you reading! And a very special thank you to my now 30 followers! Y’all are awesome!!

Until next time,

The Texan

 

It’s Degree Day!!

The day has finally come friends! I can do this with my bachelors degree!

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Yay!! Woohoo!! And alright!! I mean I can’t physically do that with my degree just yet because it hasn’t…uh…come in the mail yet. But! I can, and am, wearing my epic t-shirt of victory! To other people it just says, hey she must have gone to American Public University. To me however, it says, I wrote my butt off for this degree, and it was hard, I had my doubts, and I almost cried a few times; but I decided to overcome myself, and achieve something awesome. Now I can do historian type things, you know, should the screenplay writing plan not pan out. Because, you know, I need be realistic. I can’t get to far ahead of myself. That doesn’t mean that there isn’t a part of me that is 115% confident that one fine day a movie written by me that will be coming to a theater near you, I just need to keep her in check; and stay focused on/respect the process. And wait for school to start so I can actually hear my own thoughts, and not be interrupted with questions about batteries, snacks, or the classic “what’s for dinner tonight?”.

Anyway. It has been quite the long road, an eleven year long road to be exact, and much has changed since I began my first class back in June of 2006. I have moved 4 times, gone from active duty Air Force member to veteran, had 2 babies, adopted 2 cats and 1 dog, traveled to 11 European countries, taken classes at 3 different schools, started 2 blogs, honed my cooking skills, gone from married for 1 month to married for 11 years, gotten into fitness, discovered and loved Once Upon a Time, The Young Victoria, and James Buchanan Barnes. The student me is no more. She is in the past like, Air Force me, and mom who changes diapers..uh me. This transition has been more difficult than I had expected, each phase becomes apart of ones identity, and moving to the next is more challenging than most people care to admit.

The next phase is screenplay writer me, and it won’t be easy, I know that. But I can use this time to build my confidence, branch out, and not give up on a dream; and of course meet this guy.

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I’m just kidding.

No I’m not.

For now, I can enjoy the fact that I am a member of the American Public University’s….

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Yippee!!

Until next time,

The Texan

A Certain Amount of Magic

I am a writer. I have to remind myself of that quite often, mainly because before anyone else can see me as one, I need see me as one. It can difficult because while I am a writer, I’m also a wife, a mother, and a pet parent. The summer especially can challenging due to kids being home, and the lack of quiet time. But Rome was not built in a day and I need to let things take the time that they will take, good things usually do….you know..uh…take time. Anyway. I, of course, have my day dreams and my lofty hopes, I think everybody does. One involves the People’s Choice Awards and my husband is holding one hand, while Sebastian Stan holds the other as we wait to hear if my story, my screenplay, my movie, will win the the best comedy movie award.

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I then remind myself to be patient, and realistic, and stay focused on the present, which is tricky for me because I am very future oriented. I know that writing anything takes a certain amount of magic, mixed with talent, determination, luck, and just a touch of crazy. I know that the movie business might just chew me up and spit me out, and I’ll limp home proud of myself for trying, and try to devise a different plan for meeting Sebastian Stan…I kid, I kid. To loosely quote a song from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, “If I’m going to put my heart out on the line, then I need to let the magic in my heart stay true.” If I do that, then the right person will find me at the right time.

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Today I thought I would share with you a little scene from one of my movie ideas currently under the working title of “Brooklyn”. The main character is a writer who having a hard time getting published, her name is Samantha (Sam) York. In the meantime, to pay rent and such, she works part time for an event planning company that does charity events and things like that all over New York City. The scene is one of the first in the movie, as it opens Sam is talking with her brother and sister-in-law about a “Feed America” event she is going to that evening, in attendance will be some celebrities who live in New York. It is there that she will meet the male lead, a young actor named Carter Logan, but that’s for a later post. Sam’s brother, is a character I wrote with a certain actor in mind, I know that’s a big no-no but hey, you never know. His name is Stanley (Stan) York, and he is 12 years older than Sam. Stan seems to think that he looks like well…Sebastian Stan, but Sam and his wife Katy don’t see it.

Sam: “Sebastian Stan might be there too.” (trying to hide her smile)

Katy gives Sam a “why did you say that” look.

Stan: “Sebastian Stan? I love that guy!”

Katy rolls her eyes like she knows what he’s thinking.

Stan: (looking at Katy) “What?”

Katy gives Stan a be serious face and Sam starts to laugh.

Stan: “Come on, it’s true and both of you know it.”

Katy: “Oh my goodness Stan, you don’t look like him.”

Stan: “What?! Same eyes. Same hair. We’re like brothers from another mother.”

Katy and Sam look at each other trying not to laugh.

Stan: “You can’t deny that there are striking similarities.”

Katy: “Stan, I love you but honey, you don’t look like Sebastian Stan.”

Stan looks at Sam.

Sam: (puts her hands up) “Leave me out of this one.”

Stan: “Okay. Here’s what we’ll do. When you see him tonight, show him a picture of me and see what he thinks.”

Sam: “He’ll think I’m a crazy person.”

Katy: “No, he’ll think Stan’s the crazy person.”

Stan: (looks at Katy) “Alright hot shot. You say I don’t look like Sebastian Stan. I say that I do. We’ll let Mr. Stan decide who is right. And who ever loses has to…(thinks for a moment)…organize that closet upstairs.”

Katy: “Ugh, that closet is a disaster.”

Stan: “Are you scared you might lose?”

Katy: “Never. (sticks her hand out) Deal.”

Stan and Katy shake hands then bump fists.

Stan: (to Sam) “Just pick out a good one.”

Sam: “I will.”

Later on at the event Mr. Stan believes that they both right, because while he thinks they do favor each other, its not a straight up look-a-like situation. I figured he would be a good choice because A: he is nice enough to take something like that seriously and B: depending on his hair length, whether or not he has facial hair, or if he’s carrying a little extra weight, he can look quite different. Observe..

Maybe next week I’ll share more of “Brooklyn” with you, the Sam and Carter relationship has been a fun one to work out. I kind of modeled them after Prince Albert and Queen Victoria. I know that sounds weird but, I heard in interview that was included in the special features of The Young Victoria, that Albert and Victoria where far better together than they ever could have been apart. They could be good on their own, but needed each other to be great. Sam and Carter are the same in that, they are each other’s missing piece.

Thank you to all my readers and followers! You all help to give me a little more confidence in myself, and help to make my lofty dreams feel more possible! Thank you for reading!!

Until next time,

The Texan

 

 

Home Sweet Home

On Friday, after 19 days of being gone, my family and I returned home from our epic road trip; which included driving approximately 4,200 miles and visiting/driving through 15 states, plus Washington D.C.! My last post was written from my brother’s house in Illinois, our road trip had only just begun. From there we headed for Texas, the state of my birth, to visit family, and enjoy lovely Texas things like heat and bug bites; but also awesome things like Tex-Mex. And yes the heat did have us like…

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We still had a great time visiting family, and hanging out with one friend that we hadn’t seen in 5 years, and another that we hadn’t seen in 3 years. From there we began the long drive back to almost Canada, and that friends, was were our highway endurance, fortitude, and digestive systems (we eat mainly organic at home and rarely eat out) were really tested. Not to mention our ability to “carpe diem” every single freaking day, and for this family of introverted homebodies; it was no easy feat. However, we made some great memories and saw some amazing things, and are truly thankful that we decided to take such an epic road trip. I suppose that, it was what really matters.

Pictured here is: the San Jacinto Monument, the Lincoln Memorial, the Gulf Coast, Monticello, a neat flower from the Mobile Botanical Gardens, the White House, the Civil Rights Memorial, the World of Coca-Cola, Montpelier (the home of James Madison), the Pro Football Hall of Fame, and a historical marker in Lynchburg, Virginia.

I also have some great, small, locally owned restaurant recommendations:

*Simply Falafel, Edmond, Oklahoma (Mediterranean)

*Hot and Cold Cafe, Lynchburg, Virginia (Indian)

*Al Carbon, Charlottesville, Virginia (Peruvian, mainly chicken)

*Pearl’s Bake Shop, Charlottesville, Virginia (Gluten free and vegan options)

*Real Food, Orange, Virginia (soups, salads, and sandwiches; lunch only)

*Abe’s Kosher Deli, Scranton, Pennsylvania

Now that everyone is rested and tummies are back in order, we can now bask in the glow of the awesome experiences that we got to enjoy. And look forward to crossing more places off of the “have been to list” in the future.

Until next time,

The Texan

 

P.S. To all the crazy drivers we encountered, this look is for you.

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