Author has written 2 stories for My So Called Life.
Seems like time for an updated profile.
My So Called Life remains, after almost twenty years, (along with the first season of Treme) my favorite t.v. show ever. Clair Danes is pretty much my favorite actress and Jared Leto is just impeccable as an actor, and as good to look at as ever. I loved both of them so much in the show that I still feel kind of sorry they didn’t end up together in real life, and I like stories that treat their connection as important. At the same time I’m not so keen on stories that could be named “the sex diaries of Angela and Jordan.” I get why, but it’s just such a small picture detour from the original spirit of an intelligent multi-character show. I also have to say, with no disrespect for 30 seconds to mars, or the echelon, that this is a My So Called Life board, and I sometimes regret the board being swamped by Jared fans wanting not even thinly disguised Jared fanfic.
I started writing this story because I wanted to try to take the characters to where they might have been left if the show had known it was their only/last season. I wanted some resolution for all of them, especially for Jordan and Rayanne. I think we all know that Angela is going to be okay. She’ll go off to college, have an interesting life, and love people, no matter what. Brian will be who he is, okay, and probably Sharon. But the rest of them, Rayanne, Ricky, Jordan and the parents, we don’t know how they’ll be dealing with what life has given them, whether it will be too much for them or not. I want them/us to have some opening, some hope.
Funny connective tissue to the show...they shot the pilot at my high school (after I was gone), three years of my childhood were spent in Pennsylvania, near places mentioned on the show (Harrisburg, etc.) My dad’s from there so it’s familiar territory. And since I’m food obsessed and have cooked a lot professionally, a restaurant kitchen is familiar territory as well, so I wanted to try and bring Grahams kitchen and the food scene of the 80’s to life.
As for me, I live in northern California where I work as little as I can financially get away with, cooking and teaching a form of movement therapy. I just started teaching yoga. I love textiles, sew for fun and pin money, am happy in the kitchen and read constantly. Currently I’m trying to get up the energy to make a big push and get published the non-fiction book I’ve written about the time I spent in Greece. Promotional website for that is in process, and I guess I’m supposed to blog too. And tweet. I am very resistant to all that stuff, would rather read, write, cook and sew, but I worked so hard on the book, and do believe in it enough to really want to see it in print. And I’m determined not to self publish.
I love that a stream of voices have contributed to this ficdom and given it life, both the writers and reviewers, and I love the way older stories inspire newer ones, a kind of evolution of My So Called Life possibilities. Even the stories on this board that seem hopelessly bad to me, where people have remedial language skills and haven’t even bothered to correct their spelling, still have something personal to them, maybe just a phrase or an idea or spark, something that makes it worthwhile for the person to have put it out there, and putting it out there is so important to and for all of us. Thanks to everybody who write, reads, and of course reviews, because reviewing directly supports the writing.
I love hearing from people. If you want to talk about your story, my story, stories in general or My So Called Life, go ahead and personal message me. I really had hoped to be beta’d when I started writing. LuvJordan was really generous and helped me with my first couple chapters, but since then I’ve been on my own, despite my early pleas for help, so if you find yourself in that position I’d be glad to try and help.
Xoxoxoxo to all of you who love these characters,