God is up to something. Many somethings. And it’s good. He is good. Good things are happening, building, coming. I had this image of the BBC letters, giant and overwhelming, falling down… and God (who looked rather like David Tennant as the Doctor) ran toward the letters, now smaller, picked them up, dusted them off and handed them to me on a silver platter.

Huh.

I have been working hard, and crazy-busy writing, editing, brainstorming, and praying. I really feel that I am meant to write for the BBC one day and that God will get me there.

I’m trying to learn to hold onto promises. And to hope. Love and hope are interconnected.

I am learning to love more, and allow myself to be loved. And in so doing I am learning to hope for what seems too good to be true, or impossible.

And I am creating wild stories. I have a new one which has captured my heart. I was originally writing it for my Radio Drama class, but realized that it is very visual and thus, won’t work well for sound. Now it is becoming a feature. And I love it. I am smitten with my protagonist.

Candace and I, with Kimberlandace Productions, are developing my short film, and aiming to shoot early Fall (or sooner). But still praying for all the elements to fall into place for that. Though I really believe it will happen. It’s just that kind of time in my life.

God is up to stuff. And it’s madness.

I love it.

Dear BBC folks, particularly those of you in Cardiff working on Doctor Who, you need to hire me. We need to create stories together.