Select Page

Joel’s story

I regretted that we hadn’t been given an end, so I sought these stories, I read them and in the course of it I met some people.

I was very disappointed back in the early 00’s when The Pretender went of the air. Then, thanks to the Internet, I discovered that there were people all over the world keeping the show alive via detailed websites with episode guides, character analysis, reviews or closing stories. I regretted that we hadn’t been given an end, so I sought these stories, I read them and in the course of it I met some people. For the past eight years so, I’ve been somewhat out of the fandom (never completely out, though) but I still remember some of them and some of them still remember me. This fortunate return, not only does it bring further developments to the story, it also brings back some names from the past and some new ones. So far, the only one I’ve met in person is Vania (which isn’t that hard, considering we’re practically neighbors, sort of), but maybe I’ll go Australia some day to buy Christian a beer, or someplace else. As long I can afford the trip.

Karen and Bridget

As you know, I’ve been following Michael’s career since his first gig on Days of Our Lives. I had always wanted the chance to meet him, and when he was doing live theater in Boston, I finally got that chance. I knew a couple of other fans that were going and put a message on my website, Jarod’s Safe House, that if any other Michael/Pretender fans were going to check out Michael’s stage performance and wanted to meet to contact me.



Meanwhile, in the darkest depths of Staffordshire, England, I had been visiting JSH for a few weeks, using the computer at my local library … I was in the midst of moving to a new place and didn’t have internet connection … this is how I learned that Michael would be on stage in Boston, and I thought it would be a wonderful idea to go and see him in action….

Now, I have to admit, I’d never had my own internet connection before, so I found it somewhat daunting when I read Karen’s message and decided to reply….. after a couple of days I began to wonder if the “electronic magic” had “worked,” since I hadn’t heard from her… this is how my first contact with Karen, actually wasn’t from me, but my neighbour, who quickly sent another e-mail, asking if she had received my original message (she hadn’t — I had failed miserably) — Despite this inauspicious start, I eventually managed, with a little tuition, to send another e-mail, telling Karen that I loved JSH, yes, I was going to Boston and yes, I would love to meet up.

This would have been towards the end of November, 2005…. Karen and I e-mailed back and forth for a few days, but soon that wasn’t enough, and I was introduced to the delights of MSN (as it was then) ….. We found we had many things in common and, despite a bit of a language barrier (really!) we got on famously… Before long, it was January 2006 and I flew to Boston, giving Karen my hotel and flight info, so she could contact me once I arrived…. on around the second day of my holiday, I got a phone call from Karen … at last, we got to talk to each other, rather than type!



I think we talked on the phone at least once a day, and by the second phone call we were literally finishing one another’s sentences (even now we always seem to know what the other one is thinking; I always make it a point to tell Bridget to get out of my head, it’s a very dark and scary place. Ha ha). We were so excited to meet, but we had a good-sized group of fans together and really didn’t get to have a decent conversation between us. I had only flown up to Boston for the day and as soon as we got to talk to Michael, I had to leave; I didn’t even get to tell Bridget goodbye as I was so very late leaving the theater to get to the airport in time for my flight. We resumed our telephone conversations the very next day, and I soon learned she had “insulted” Michael’s attempt at trying to copy her accent. That’s an ongoing joke in and of itself I think you’d find amusing, and if you’re interested, I’d be more than happy to tell (although Bridget might threaten to do me bodily harm). When Bridget arrived back home from Boston after a two-week stay, we began discussing her visiting me in Georgia that coming June, a mere five months later. While she was visiting, we’d sit up late at night and watch Michael’s movies or just talk. I remember vividly how she told me so much about herself and how tight-lipped I was on telling her much about me….



  I think it was around that time we started writing together …… just light-hearted romantic fiction at first … it soon became clear, however, that we enjoyed grittier stuff more…. and that’s all I will say on the subject LOL … indeed, we still write whenever we can and it’s become a big part of our friendship …..

Over the years, we have both been blessed with the opportunity to travel to see Michael in other plays and meeting him again afterwards. He has always been friendly and charming, happy to give hugs in equal measure … in fact, I can now actually see (and admit) that Karen was right to love him so much!

I hope Karen won’t mind me saying, but I think our mutual love of The Pretender, and Michael has seen both of us through some very trying times…… Jarod, after all, is like an extra member of our family…. and now Craig and Steve are too…. the Centre universe is indeed a wonderful thing …… without it, I wouldn’t have such a good friend and so many lovely memories to cherish…



I couldn’t agree more with Bridget’s last statement.

I went through a terrible time from about June of 2009 to February 2011 with health issues and losing my job as a result. The Pretender, working on Jarod’s Safe House, and Bridget, along with the other ladies I’ve met, was all that kept me sane and kept me going.

Between family problems and on-going health issues there are times when I become very upset and depressed, and lose interest in life in general, then Steve will answer one of my emails and say something so off-the-wall funny that it totally changes my day for the better. (Thank you Steve! I greatly value our friendship.)



“Miss Parker’s” story

I have met many fans online and some of them have become very dear to me, because we spent many hours chatting over the years through the various Pretender forums and continued that connection through social media or good old-fashioned emails. A few handles I will mention: Cassy, crackerjacknpez/sabs, mattali, and Quibus. Some of them have been pulled away from the fandom by other responsibilities and so we may not stay in touch as often but I always remember them and they have a place in my heart forever. They have inspired me and opened my life to new and exciting possibilities. Just last year Cassy and I took an online course together and I have Quibus to thank for finding a new obsession, even if to me, The Pretender will always be my favorite.

I have also been privileged to meet Kris who introduced me to, and that’s had a huge impact on my life as I opened my home to visitors and even met new tP fans that way.

And…I am hoping to embark on a travel adventure courtesy of Cassy who has invited me to visit her…. across the miles… and I have also promised Sabs a visit…

All these things would not have happened had I not gone searching online when I discovered The Pretender and wanted more…I definitely got incredibly more than I could have conceived.

Before I end, I must also acknowledge and thank people like Jacci, Vania, chelle, Cate Barnes, Melissa Cunningham and Debbie who have done so much to support the fandom through websites and support for petitions and other campaign efforts of which I have been part. Without their tremendous efforts, who knows what would have been the state of the fandom because they are the ones who have helped to keep hope alive when things were not so hopeful.

Miss Parker

Three Centre Employees Meet in New York City

Mallory and Vania had been chatting for months online, thanks to the Red File Project, but we only met live in October, during Vania’s honeymoon with Pedro (yes, Pedro, the Sweeper), who had just gotten married in the 19th.

Finally meeting each other face to face was an amazing experience, and one we will never forget. Mallory, who lives in Washington, D.C., traveled about 4.5 hours to the Big Apple, and Vania, well, she traveled all the way from Lisbon, Portugal… many more hours. But meeting up was destiny!

We met near the Magnolia Bakery in Grand Central Station – what better a place to meet than one of Jarod’s spots during his first escapade into the real world, right? The station was packed but we managed to find each other and soon we were out in the busy streets of Manhattan.

Trying to find a place to eat near the 5th Avenue, we ended up in a small diner/cafe, ordered some sandwiches, and had a few laughs. It was amazingly strange how comfortable and easy the conversation kept going! When we were done, we headed for Central Park. And what an amazing walk we had. The 3 of us found some great spots at the park as we discovered it together for the first time.

We kept walking and talking, discovering the little things about each other that we never do when we just chat online. But time went by too quickly and it was time for Mallory to go back home. But this meeting, although short, was just the beginning of a wonderful friendship that we truly cherish. We check in with each other every day, to the point that it feels weird if too much time goes by between talking with one another. As Jarod said, life is a gift, and so was the opportunity to meet, which was all thanks to the Pretender. If it wasn’t for this story, this connection, and this incredible fanmily, we never would never have discovered such a beautiful friendship.

Mallory, Pedro and Vania



Once Upon A Time…

A few months ago, Steve & Craig decided to come back with Rebirth, making thousands of the Pretender fans happy. One part of their comeback was to go ‘all social media’. That’s how thanks to Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and some weird coincidences, Erica, Margaux and Nathalie met, united by their common interest for “the Pretender”. In the middle of all this, they started tweeting to each other and they soon noticed they had much more in common than just a TV show, like their sense of humor, their love for proper French… Time passed by since then, but they never stopped writing to each other. On the contrary, they check up on each other almost every day. If one of them is feeling sad, the others always manage to make her smile. “The Pretender adventure” or how three girls living hundreds of kilometers apart met people they would never have been able to meet in real life, discovering amazing friends in the two others. – Erica



Once upon a time, on a NEM* island…

So… you want me to tell you a story, a story about friendship? Tricky. Or maybe not that tricky. I do have one in mind. I think it all started on July 19th, 2013 at a twitter party. I mean THE twitter party. What do you mean there is no such thing as a twitter party? Of course there is, and it was amazeballs, cos’ I got to meet people from all around the world, without leaving my couch or my PJs. Anyway, it all began with small jokes, the kinds that are clever enough for me to think ‘Interesting, let’s play with words’. Cos’ of course that’s what I like to do… the art of ‘joute verbale’, or verbal joust for you my international friends. I thought I was the only one to master this skill. I was wrong. So yes, I met a lot of people that night, and among them, Erica & Margaux. We chatted, we laughed, and we went into fangirling mode… And it didn’t stop just there. During the following weeks and even months, we learnt a lot about each other, we discovered our many qualities, and our not so many flaws, cos’ of course we’re perfect and very modest too. No, more seriously, we talk pretty much every day, about everything and anything, we laugh, we support each other, we listen to each other. Distance doesn’t matter. We’re always there for each other, as true friends would be. And because fate made things easy for us, even though we had 3! possibilities (yes, I studied math a long time ago), we decided to call ourselves the NEMs. Well I decided. But it was an undivided vote. I know we could have gone with MEN (yes there are 3 of us, yes we are very wise despite our young age but mostly, we’re not guys), but as we do like Asian food (and not just food it seems), we went with NEM. Cos’ yeah we’re a bit crazy, mostly funny, living life hard & fast, and enjoying moments of bliss. And as time pass by, our friendship gets stronger, no word can describe the feelings discovered.   The chick with the gun. Shoots to kill. Mostly verbally.   *popular dish in Vietnamese cuisine

Blue Cove Times – France Edition


Show Buttons
Hide Buttons