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The night I tried to turn an evening walk into an epic race. Sigh. For an excerpt of this story:  Learning to Let Go and Rest

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Still Waiting for My Train

About a month ago, I was at a book signing in my hometown. It was a shared event. I was promoting my book together with my nephew, JJ Calloway, who was there to promote his book. It’s a family thing.

Unfortunately, over the weekend, not only did I discover that my parents had been battling a nasty cold for weeks, but I found out that my nephew was also under the weather. So, it was no surprise that when I got home, I also got a cold. It’s a family thing.

Colds, although annoyingly inconvenient, can be a good thing. They give our bodies the warning alert it needs to slow down. If I have learned anything from my multiple injuries, it’s that it’s always a good thing to let our bodies rest in order to heal. I took advantage of my downtime, and I read a book.

I decided to read Lauren Graham’s, Talking As Fast As I Can. In an effort to be completely honest, I should tell you that I put this book on hold at the library months ago. I am a huge Gilmore Girls fan, so I knew I would like it. I wanted to be at the top of the check-out list. I planned ahead. I looked forward to it. I just didn’t expect to battle congestion and a foggy head space at the same time I was enjoying it.

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While sitting in my favorite chair, tucked under a cozy blanket, drinking tea with honey to try to outwit my obsessive coughing, I happened upon these sentences:

But life doesn’t often spell things out for you or give you what you want
exactly when you want it, otherwise it wouldn’t be called life, it would
be called vending machine.

It’s hard to say exactly when it will happen, and it’s true that whatever
you’re after may not drop down the moment you spend all your quarters,
but someday soon a train is coming. In fact, it may already be on the way.
You just don’t know it yet.
(Lauren Graham, Talking as Fast as I Can).

Someday my train will come? Will it? Currently, I’m not so sure. Some days I feel like my train got delayed, rerouted, or perhaps even derailed. I would like to check the train schedule, radio the engineer, or simply hear its slow rumble coming down the track. But, I haven’t been able to pinpoint the exact location of my train. I’m not even sure it has left the station. I seem to still be struggling with the same things that I have always been struggling with. And, I don’t recognize a solution, at least not yet.

Our circumstances have been wreaking havoc on my spirit again. They have shown up like annoying little monsters of stress and anxiety… all ugly and gnarly. It’s so easy to return to my old patterns of grief and discouragement. It’s so easy to want to wallow. But, that doesn’t get me from anywhere or take me to anywhere. That just leaves me where I’ve been, stuck on the station platform desperately looking down the track for a sign, any sign, that my train is on its way.

I have tried, over and over… and over, to convince myself that the place where I currently reside is not going to be the place I will stay forever. It’s not easy to talk to myself about this. Some days, I just don’t want to listen. Some days, I am just tired of fighting the good fight. Lauren Graham only had to wait five years for her train, it’s been over 15 for me… and I’m still here. Still waiting.

No, I’m not complaining, just stating a fact.

Amazingly, even though it has been so hard for so long, reading these few simple sentences reminded me that it’s worth it to keep looking down the track. It’s worth it to keep hoping. Yes, someday, my train could still come in.

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Inspiration. Creativity. Nuggets of wisdom. Hope. They all work in mysterious ways. They all show up when you least expect them. They always come as a surprise. At least they do for me. It took a perfectly timed book release, paired with a perfectly timed library rental (I wasn’t even first on the list, I was third), paired with an unexpected sick-day, for me to slow down long enough to even read these sentences. Could that all be a coincidence? I don’t think so. I think, everything conspired together perfectly to send me a message.

Sometimes you’ve gotta slow down long enough to listen.

Thank you, Lauren Graham, for writing these sentences. Thanks for reminding me it’s still okay to hope. Thanks for reminding me it’s still okay for me to expect my train to come in.

Wait… is that the solemn sound of a train whistle I hear in the distance? 

I hope so. Yes? Maybe.

 

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Read more of Betts Keating’s story in her memoir, My Movie Memoir Screenplay Novel, available for purchase at amazon.com.

Find out more about JJ Calloway’s book, Monster Visits the Land of Colors, here.

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Behind the Scenes – Permission to Laugh

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I’M GIVING YOU PERMISSION TO LAUGH…

Author: Even though I was the one struggling through this moment in my story, it still makes me laugh. What was I thinking???? Anyway, next time you see someone struggling to walk with a walker – be kind. There is a reason they are blocking your way. Don’t judge. Don’t stare. Just go around!

My Movie Memoir Screenplay Novel, by Betts Keating
Chapter Six – Diastasis Symphysis Pubis

Then there was the time we decided to go to a movie. Disney’s Monsters, Inc., had just opened and my sister and I thought it would be fun to take my daughter to her first movie. If you are thinking to yourself, “this isn’t going to go well,” you’re right. It didn’t.

 

OPEN: EXTERIOR NEW YORK CITY STREET

MUSIC: something with big horns that implies “action.” Similar to theme song from Magnum P.I.

CAMERA HOLDS on exterior of apartment building with MOMMY and SISTER coming down stairs.

MOMMY hobbles down carefully with obvious pain putting all of her weight on the guard rail (ironically in conflict with music).

MOMMY is wearing unattractive elastic brace around hips on outside of clothing.

SISTER walks down the stairs without any difficulty, wearing the BABY in front facing baby carrier and also carrying a metal walker.

ALL reach sidewalk, rearrange and begin moving toward street corner. It is torturous how slowly they are moving. Again in direct conflict to music.

The city continues to bustle around them. People zoom past them in a blur of speed. Cars honk loudly.

CUT TO: Close up of MOMMY’s feet and walker on sidewalk. Emphasize sound of MOMMY’s movement.

Shuffle. Shuffle. Thump. Drag.

MUSIC screeches to stop

VOICE-OVER/MOMMY
Ouch

MUSIC starts again

REPEAT: Shuffle. Shuffle. Thump. Drag.

MUSIC screeches to stop

VOICE-OVER/MOMMY
Ouch.

MUSIC starts again

REPEAT: Shuffle. Shuffle. Thump. Drag.

MUSIC screeches to stop

VOICE-OVER/MOMMY
Ouch.

FADE TO BLACK

TITLE: 40 Minutes later

FADE IN: CAMERA HOLDS on front of theater.

Fresh as a daisy SISTER stands next to panting, sweaty MOMMY leaning heavily on walker.

SISTER buys tickets while MOMMY gives sheepish grin to clerk behind window.

CLERK shakes his head in disbelief. The scene before him doesn’t make sense.

MUSIC begins playing again

MOMMY puts on brave face and continues into the theater.

CUT TO: MOMMY as she finally makes it to seat and collapses in giant relief. Sister swoops in and sits down with perfect ease, even while carrying BABY.

SISTER
Are you OK?

MOMMY
Fine, fine, yes, I’m fine.
(brush off – obviously lying)

SISTER looks at MOMMY incredulously (one eyebrow raised). MOMMY’s tough-girl facade dissolves into a slow giggle which quickly turns into loud laughter. Soon both MOMMY and SISTER are crying they are laughing so hard.

VOICE-OVER/MOMMY
Me, myself and I, we’re idiots.

Laughter continues.

FADE TO BLACK

 

The movie theater that I so desperately needed to reach was literally across the street, less than 400 yards away, and yet it took me 40 minutes to get there. It took 40 minutes. If you ever want to really challenge yourself, try walking in NYC with a walker when you have the kind of injury that makes it impossible to pick up your feet. Not pretty, but funny in a thank-God-that-is-not-me-train-wreck, sort of way. I’m giving you permission to laugh, I did.

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Podcast with Mara Watts @ Get Out Mama – Part Two

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Visual Storytelling ~ An Interview with Author Betts Keating. Here is the website link: http://www.getoutmama.com/betts-keating/PartTwo

“I love reading.  I don’t have much time to read anymore, unfortunately, due to the fact that…well…I’m a tad busy raising two kiddos.  BUT!  (There is always a “but”) I have really enjoyed Betts Keatings’ book,“My Movie Memoir Screenplay Novel (…and other disjointed storytelling techniques)”.  It’s like they say, “it is extremely hard to put it down!”  You just really want to know what is next.  The story is so touching.  You laugh, you cry, you smile, you sympathize, you just really feel all the feels when you read her book. It is that good.”