Wednesday, September 30, 2009

RWA ScriptScene President

As of November 1, 2009, I will be the President of the ScriptScene Chapter of the RWA for the next 2 years.
I'm really excited to be a part of this incredibly talented and diverse group of writers.
When it comes to writing, my passion (second only to my horses), I find that the basics of screenwriting work not only for scripts, but also for novels. I used to try to write my novels by sitting down and typing and then blurting it all onto the page, and then revise, revise, revise... Using the breakdown I've learned from Blake Snyder, Michael Hauge, Syd Field, and others, I've been able to save time in my writing, by knowing if my story is working before I type 300 pages that need to be scrapped.
I've been working on setting up some great people in the business of movies and TV to speak to our group, and I'm so excited to have set up speakers for the next 4 months.
I look forward to learning a lot in the next 2 years.
Over the next few posts, I should probably let the members of my chapter get to know me.
Okay, I'll cut a vein and let you have it. In another post. ;)

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Get off the Phone -WARNING RANT COMING

This is a Sunday morning rant. I see this all the time at our restaurant, and to tell you the truth, it makes me so angry. It's bad enough that a person is so rude as to answer their phone while ordering at the counter or in the drive-thru, but when you sit down to eat with your family? GET OFF THE PHONE!!!
Seriously, it's so obvious that these kids are starved for attention. They seek the attention of the employees, by engaging them, or running around hoping the parent will notice them.
Please, they grow up fast, and lucky you, soon they will be teenagers and want nothing to do with you. Then you can spend all the time you want on your phone, because that's what they will be doing too.
Until then, can't you be a little less self-absorbed and get off the phone? You were the one who brought these kids into the world, so act responsible and give them attention, so they don't have to seek it from total strangers. Or worse, will your kids be the next cutters? Seriously, cutting is a cry for attention, "Something is wrong here, don't you see me?" You: "Nope, can't see you beyond the glare from my iPhone screen."
There is very little that is more important than your kids. So act like it. Don't really care? FAKE IT!
And please hang up the phone and engage your kids for a change.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

New & Exciting

Feeling the need to simplify my life, I've deleted all of my blogs, and I'm starting over with this one. I feel it best describes my life. I'm a business owner, a jewelry designer, a barrel racer (on hiatis), a writer (published in non-fiction, with magazine articles and a book, and aspiring fictionista), and a former poker addict. Don't get me wrong, I still love poker, but I just can't fit the 4-5 hours a day of playing time that is required to be a good player. My profile pic is from a televised tourney I was in a few years ago.

I don't plan to update you on my life in a single post,but I promise to get up to date over the next few days. If you look at the top of my blog, you can see the links to my jewelry web site, and to my writing site. Though both need updating. Heck it took all afternoon to redo my blog.

I live in Iowa, which is slowly (after 14 years) becoming home sweet home. I update Twitter quite often, so keeping up with me there can be exhausting.

The picture in this post is of the restaurant my husband and I own. We bought it one month after we got married, so in a way it's our kid. It's from the office of this restaurant that I'm typing.

Until we meet again...

Friday, September 11, 2009

Do Something Today

Remembering isn't enough. Go out and do something constructive today. Help someone cross the street, help build a home for Habitat for Humanity, volunteer at a soup kitchen, be nice when you really want to rip someone's head off. Be proud to be an American, where we can argue and debate, yell and scream, be fools, show our faces in public, have equal rights, be racist (or not), and do it all because we have FREEDOM. 2970 people woke up on 9-11-01 and went to work or shopping, or whatever, planning to go home to their family at the end of the day. Take a moment to remember, pay respect, and say a prayer for their families.
This photo has been the background on my laptop for a very long time. We will never forget.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Eight years ago today, my horse Sancho, was lucky enough to be leased by a young lady named Kaylee. He was 11 years old at the time, and she leased him for 5 years. They were a fabulous team and learned a lot from each other. I remember the date so well, because they picked Sancho up and took him to their home on a Sunday. That Tuesday the planes flew into the Twin Towers.
I've had Sancho back for a few years now, and he's been through a ruptured trachea, and EPM (a terrible parasite in his spinal cord), and he's fully recovered.
At 19, he's just a young as he was at 11. This is in no small part due to the wonderful care he received while in the capable hands of Kaylee and her dad. If I had the money, I swear I'd clone this little sucker, just so I can say I owned a two in a million horse.