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About torieldridge

Tori Eldridge is an author who challenges perception and empowers the spirit. Her debut short story was featured in Suspense Magazine’s Best of 2014 and is now the first chapter of her novel CALL ME DUMPLING: A Lily Wong Ninja Thriller. Television/film/game rights have been secured by Lonetree Entertainment (The Equalizer). Movie rights have also been secured for Tori’s novel RIO’S CROSS—her screenplay for this culturally rich mainstream horror earned a semi-finalist place for the prestigious Academy Award Nicholl Fellowship. Born in Honolulu, Tori Eldridge has a multi-cultural heritage (Hawaiian, Chinese, Norwegian) and a broad life experience. She has performed in Cats, The Love Boat, Final Fantasy: Spirits Within, and other Broadway, TV, and film productions. She is also a modern-day Ninja (5th degree black belt in To Shin Do Ninjutsu)! You can find her e-book, EMPOWERED LIVING: A GUIDE TO PHYSICAL AND EMOTIONAL PROTECTION, Amazon. When she’s not writing, Tori enjoys reading, podcasting, and hiking in Malibu where she and her husband have raised two remarkable sons.

Night Watch

I wrote the notes for this poem on my father’s bed during the wee hours of the night, pen in one hand and his fingers curled around the other. Writing is the best way I know to process emotions and pass through challenging times. It helps me arrange my thoughts and get to the heart of what I’m experiencing. When I arrive at what I feel is a finished poem, essay, or story, I feel a great sense of peace about what has transpired. Continue reading

Excerpt from “Resistant” by Tori Eldridge (a Futuristic Tale from Never Fear The Apocalypse)

Kallie ignored the grasping hands and contorted faces as she hurried down the corridor, grateful for the level-three biosafety gear that insulated her from their misery. To them, she was another hooded white suit with goggles and mask. To her, they were overwhelming. Continue reading

Prayer for the Precious Lost

I greeted the day with my habitual morning meditation—reaffirming my commitment to the path of enlightenment; acknowledging and atoning for my own misuse and misdirected actions, words, and thoughts; activating energy points throughout my body; and centering my spirit for a calm mind and focused intent.

And then I prayed… Continue reading

Yay for May!

Yay for May with flower leis, mommy love, and special days…
For Spring and breath, reflection and life,
To start anew and shed the strife,
For all the hope our hearts envelop,
And goals our minds and guts develop
Hurray for May! I say with glee,
to all of you from all of me. Continue reading

Paying Back & Living Forward: Ninja Travel with Dad

In an ideal world, family relationships are such that parents care for their children and, after time, those children grow up wanting to care for their parents. This isn’t always the case. Some relationships are too toxic to continue or too fractured to recover. Sometimes distance, severe infirmity, or financial strain stand in the way between what the heart wants and what can actually be accomplished. However, when all else aligns, a child’s ability to payback love and care—in whatever capacity—is one of the greatest joys in life. Such has been, and continues to be, my experience. Continue reading

Year of Calm, Smooth Efficiency

“Mom, you’re moving too fast,” my eldest son said, as I chopped, scooped, and tossed a butcher knife full of veggies in a sizzling wok, nearly slicing my wandering husband in the process.

I froze, mid-step, in the center of my narrow kitchen and assessed the scene. Sure enough, I had been zipping like The Flash from one cooking station to another in frantic dash to get my gourmet dinner on a perfectly set table before any of the seven courses dropped in temperature. However, as my son so accurately pointed out, I was not The Flash. No one is. Continue reading

Giving Thanks for 2016

I choose to end 2016 the way I experienced it, one mindful moment at a time—finding the beauty, celebrating the love, and tackling the difficult with positive tenacity. I won’t tag it with a negative hashtag. I won’t count the seconds until I can sweep the entire year under the rug as so many people seem eager to do.

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