Yesterday I met with a woman who found me through my website. She wanted to talk about her career.

Within minutes, I felt my yes to her — a harmonic match I could recognize instantly. I wanted to support her.

I asked if she knew what she wanted.

At first, she told me she had been a fashion stylist, even tried working at Neiman Marcus. The words landed flat, like stale bread. Everything about that job was what she didn’t want.

Then she said it.
She wanted to be a screenwriter.