Love. Write.  Two words that keep my mind preoccupied and compel me to tap fingertips on keyboard. I love to write and I write about love. This is why I have an image of  two lovers stuck in an Italian villa trying to figure out if they should stay together or end their relationship. It's a strange thing to have a Movie Head. I see these people, a glimpse of a scene, and all of a sudden it's my life mission to figure out what happened before and what will happen after that scene.  And they are not unique. I have other characters in my brain:  three women whose ages are a decade apart from each other go on a European tour and their generation gaps play out. Of course, they drive each other crazy! 


I've already figured out what I wanted to do when I grow up at 12 yrs old, but life as it has played out is taking me on the longest detour ever in reaching my writer's destination . Because first I was a teenager with real teenage issues and somewhat of a social life, then I was a College Student with text books up to half my 5 ft 2 in frame to master within three days at a time, and then  I became a wife who is also a mom who has to work full time in the real world.  


How much time have I given to writing? Judging by this blog, what, an astonishing 5 post in like 4 years, or my 1/4 inch-thick journal that I have completed in just 5 years. Prolific much? And now that I've hit my mid-life status, all of a sudden I am feeling pressure. I have to write my great novel(s).  I drive myself crazy feeling guilty for having been complacent, of not being serious enough. So much so to the point that I'm unproductive.


And so I've decided to quiet my mind, to be still and go back to the basics. Fact is I love stories, the trials and triumphs of a character that makes them evolve. On one rare occasion that I was able to attend a writing class, I also discovered that writing is my one means to witness and immortalize moments, events and people with life lessons to impart that will otherwise go unnoticed by the rest of the world.  If I remain true to the core of the reason why writing means so much to me, I'm sure I will eventually hold that book in my hand with my name after "A novel by."