Don't go looking for Mr. Right. Look for Mr. Right Now.
Very few women wait for Mr. Right. Most women take the first and worst Mr. Wrong.
It's not about finding Mr Right, or that sort of conventional ending, but I do want my characters to have hope - and that's what I do with all my stories.
I tell them that Im a lesbian but doesnt seem to matter to them - they see in the media is that we havent met the right guy yet, or that weve been raped or abused by our daddies and were just waiting for Mr. Right to come sweep us off our feet, and Im really tired of seeing that.
Most people unfamiliar with the men in a new town might search for love until they find it. I picked out some guy on my second day in LA, who worked at the local bicycle shop, and handed my virginity to him. “You can fill a tire? Sounds good to me. Let's call it a date.” Needless to say he wasn't Mr. Right.
Looking for Mr. Right leads to desperation, because there is no Mr. Right. There is no Mr. Right, because there is no Mr. Wrong. There is whoever is in front of us and the perfect lessons to be learned from that person.
I'm not looking for Miss Right, right now. I'm just sort of working on becoming Mr. Right.
I'd like to be a wife and mother. I guess I'll know Mr. Right when I meet him.
You'll change. You'll see. Wait till you meet Mr. Right.
Mr. Right is coming, but he's in Africa and he's walking.