Disappointed with Love

Recently I discover a new TV series with a kick-ass female lead, a sexy love interest, and supernatural elements.  From the moment I started watching it, I was in heaven!  There is something almost magical about a book or show where the main character is compelling, draws you to them, and really makes you want to root for them.  This character did all these things, but what was more, watching the two main characters relationship develop was incredible.  They were sexy to a dangerous point, but they also had to put aside their issues to allow themselves to fall in love with each other.  I felt drawn into their relationship, and experienced so much excitement at the idea that the character I’d fallen in love with, had fallen in love too.  But just as everything seemed to come together for my very deserving character, the man she loves is ripped away from her in a way that stinks of permanence.

A shockingly familiar feeling hit me, reminding me of the first TV series I’d gone crazy over in my high school days.  It had also drawn me in with its passion, fantastical elements, and strong lovers, and it too had crushed me.  So, even though my husband begged me not to, I went online to investigate whether this new series would let me down too.  My husband said I’d ruin the show for myself, but I knew I’d regret putting more time into this show if the couple never got back together.  And unfortunately, it sounds like the producers of the show decided to go in a different direction.  Thus, killing any hope that these characters might have a happy ending.

I was disappointed to say the least.  How could these writers make me love this couple so much and then dash all my hopes for a happy ending?  But once I got over my disappointment, I also remembered my solution for this issue in high school: fan fiction.  It may sound silly, but it was such an important moment in my life when I realized that through my own writing I had the power to write life the way I wanted it.  It changed me from being just another person who enjoys a good story, to a person capable and willing to write my own story.

So even though I may no longer have a steamy new show to watch, I have something better, a reminder of why I love writing so much.  And what’s more, a reminder that in my own stories, the girl can always get her guy.

Recently I discover a new TV series with a kick-ass female lead, a sexy love interest, and supernatural elements.  From the moment I started watching it, I was in heaven!  There is something almost magical about a book or show where the main character is compelling, draws you to them, and really makes you want to root for them.  This character did all these things, but what was more, watching the two main characters relationship develop was incredible.  They were sexy to a dangerous point, but they also had to put aside their issues to allow themselves to fall in love with each other.  I felt drawn into their relationship, and experienced so much excitement at the idea that the character I’d fallen in love with, had fallen in love too.  But just as everything seemed to come together for my very deserving character, the man she loves is ripped away from her in a way that stinks of permanence.

A shockingly familiar feeling hit me, reminding me of the first TV series I’d gone crazy over in my high school days.  It had also drawn me in with its passion, fantastical elements, and strong lovers, and it too had crushed me.  So, even though my husband begged me not to, I went online to investigate whether this new series would let me down too.  My husband said I’d ruin the show for myself, but I knew I’d regret putting more time into this show if the couple never got back together.  And unfortunately, it sounds like the producers of the show decided to go in a different direction.  Thus, killing any hope that these characters might have a happy ending.

I was disappointed to say the least.  How could these writers make me love this couple so much and then dash all my hopes for a happy ending?  But once I got over my disappointment, I also remembered my solution for this issue in high school: fan fiction.  It may sound silly, but it was such an important moment in my life when I realized that through my own writing I had the power to write life the way I wanted it.  It changed me from being just another person who enjoys a good story, to a person capable and willing to write my own story.

So even though I may no longer have a steamy new show to watch, I have something better, a reminder of why I love writing so much.  And what’s more, a reminder that in my own stories, the girl can always get her guy.

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About lisamorrowbooks

Lisa Morrow is a life-long reader who treasures fantasy in all forms. Being a middle child in a large family gave her a unique perspective on the world, but few experiences compare to her time spent studying abroad in Cambridge, England and wandering throughout Europe. After her travels, Lisa settled down in Arizona to teach junior high English, and later, to spend time with her young children, husband, and cats. To some people, her life may seem quiet. But to her, every day is spent in a world colored by the imagination of children, and fantastical worlds created by her very own mind.
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