I LOVE fall weather. It has always been my favorite season. I am fortunate to live in the Pacific Northwest where we experience all the changing of the seasons. I’ve grown accustom to the rhythm that encompasses their flow.

Fall particularly has always spoke to me. It has signified new beginnings in my life journey. Weird, because most would look at Spring as being the new beginning time. But not so much for me. You see, I was born in September. I began my life during this time. School and college kicked off in the fall as well as a number of the jobs I have held. My son was born in late August and our first few months together were spent during this season. Fall, in particular September, has always been a new adventure time for me.

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It’s hard to know where to start with this adventure… maybe I should just start at the beginning. The beginning of how a newbie ended up working on a film set.  So what follows is a little peek at what an everyday girl experienced from introduction to wrap on the set of All Sorts, an Independent Feature Film.

So… the beginning…  back in June of 2014 I did a Feature for At a Glance with Rick Castañeda discussing his Indie Feature Film, Cement Suitcase.  Rick is a local boy to my hometown area and although he now calls Los Angeles home, he chose to film his project here locally in our valley where he grew up.  After agreeing to do the Q&A with me, he was kind and generous with his time to answer my questions and the Feature turned out quite nicely (you can catch up on the previous Feature here.)

Then in early February of 2018, I ran across some adverts for a casting call for another film that Rick would be doing here in Yakima, WA.  Initially I wasn’t too sure I wanted to audition for a background role, as I have no real experience in acting… but I did know that I really wanted to be involved in some way with this production.  (Read More…)

Dad – November 29, 2020

The last couple of weeks have been busy. We celebrated my brother’s birthday on the 17th, my son Josh graduated from the Police Academy on the 19th and we were together when he arrived home that night, then we celebrated that event on the 21st. We celebrated Thanksgiving on the 26th, and my brother-in-law’s birthday was today, the 29th. Throughout this whole time, I kept thinking something was missing. We have a fairly small immediate family, just the same people for the most part at each of the events due to Covid, all accompanied with a dinner. We broke bread together, told stories, had a toast or two and a prayer over the meal. But something was missing. I knew what it was, but I kept myself too busy to think about it. Tonight though, as we sat around the table, I couldn’t deny the twinge I felt, missing an extra chair. (Read More…)