Lizzie Chandler, one of my main characters, is a psychic matchmaker. She uses her gift to help lonely women find love. Lizzie has a great success rate, with almost all of her matched couples living happily ever after.
In the real world, finding the right partner is way more difficult. There are tons of online dating sites, but I don’t have a whole lot of faith in them.
I’ve tried several different ones. It wasn’t because I was really looking for love. I was mostly just curious about online dating. I never went out with any of the guys that I interacted with, but being on those sites was entertaining.
One guy emailed me within a day of me setting up my profile. I didn’t post a picture, and from what I’ve read, profiles without pictures don’t get many responses. The fact that the guy contacted me so quickly was a definite red flag that something was off.
After I exchanged a few messages with him, I thought he sounded familiar. I asked if he used to live in a certain town that was just over an hour away. Never heard from him again!
It was no real loss, as I wasn’t actually looking for Mr. Right. It did put me off using online dating sites, even to satisfy my curiosity.
The whole experience was pretty bad, but you want to know what’s less fun than trying to meet guys online? Having well meaning friends trying to find a match for you.
My friends don’t have the talent that Lizzie has. Talk about disastrous attempts at matchmaking! I’m not sure what they were thinking when they decided to hook me up with any of those guys. Fortunately for me, my friends don’t play Cupid too often.
Dating sites and matchmaking friends failed to lead me to a guy that I like. I don’t run into many decent, eligible men when I’m out and about.
So where am I supposed to look if I get serious about meeting The One? Maybe I should give online dating another try. Maybe I used the wrong sites before. Surely there’s at least one site worth my time.
Have you ladies had any luck with online dating? If so, what site do you recommend?
The main characters of my books are psychics. One character, Lizzie Chandler, is a psychic matchmaker. The other, Mikala Davenport, sees dead people.
While psychics make for great entertainment in books, movies and TV, I’m not sure if there is any more to them than that.
I grew up in the South. I won’t say where, but it’s one of those states that people are a little embarrassed to claim. A few years ago, I moved to another state, but I’m still a Southerner.
We’re known to have some odd ideas down here. All my life, I’ve been around people who firmly believe in psychics. I’ve always wavered on that subject. I’ve had psychic readings at fairs and flea markets (or swap meets as some people call them). The psychics at those places were pretty bad.
There was one older Native American gentleman doing psychic readings at a flea market. I immediately thought of those wise old Indians in the movies. Not being racist there, but we all know Hollywood plays up that stereotype.
I’m guessing the guy at the flea market was counting on poor suckers believing that Hollywood nonsense. I’m embarrassed to admit that I was one of those suckers and forked over twenty of my hard-earned bucks to the guy.
He started the reading by telling me I’d live to be 40 or 45 years old. As you can probably imagine, things went downhill from there! That was a number of years ago, and I still can’t shake that stupid prediction. I’m not going to admit my age, but let’s just say that if the guy was right, the Grim Reaper might be knocking on my door any day now.
Once, I went to a house that had one of those “psychic adviser” signs in the yard. The sign should have had the “for entertainment purposes only” disclaimer on it, because it was the most laughable psychic readings a person could ever have.
The woman would say something, and then ask if she was right. When I said she wasn’t, she’d say, “Yes, it is.” It was quite entertaining, but probably not in the way that woman meant for it to be.
Before I go on, I’m going to take a moment to offer words of wisdom: Never, ever go into a total stranger’s home for a psychic reading (or any other reason if you can avoid it). There are a lot of crazy people out there! I had my coworker with me, but still, it was beyond stupid for two young females to willingly go into a stranger’s home.
I saw a sign in one yard for “physic readings.” I was smart enough not to stop there. If the person couldn’t see that the sign was spelled wrong, then she certainly couldn’t see into my future.
I did go to one psychic who seemed to REALLY know his stuff. I’m not going to say more about that person, because I’m paranoid that he’ll know I’ve been talking about him online. I’m thinking it might be a bad thing to get on the wrong side of a true psychic.
But then again, maybe that guy snowed me, and true psychics don’t even exist. I’m not sure what to believe.
What do you think? Are there people who really have the gift?