Sorry I haven't been around much. Worse, I'm about to be around even LESS.
You see, the nice conservative snoopy Born Again Dominican grandparents are coming to stay for a few weeks starting TOMORROW. I don't get to clean, prepare, anything before they get here because of my work and rehearsal schedule (the fact I can blog at this moment is a minor... Read More
It must be as a direct result of my frustrations with those Tempest crushes.
(I still can't look at pictures of #3 without pangs, I'm still anxious before calling #2. I hate it.)
Remember that lady I kissed upon first meeting? (All that Fractal business?) That one. Amanda.
She talked me into doing a show. Moose Murders. In case you haven't heard of it, it... Read More
Thank you. People aks what they can do to help and whatnot and I don't know what I need or want at this point, honestly, other than for this all to be over--the people, the business end, the service. . .everything--so I can be alone with my grief and confusion.
And on a different note, I don't think it's nice to murder mooses.
My favorite game, by far, is.... (drumroll please)
flirting.
Yup, that's right. The fine art of flirting (An art, and a game! What could be better?).
I play games I know I can win, so I watch for cues. Once sure, my heart opens and my brain goes into overdrive, a sort of overdrive not entirely within my conscious control.
I play the game from time to time, but my trouble is that so few people truly interest me. A nerd that few people notice can put butterflies in my stomach, while I can be perfectly at ease around a supermodel-type, simply because I don't care about her one way or the other. But it's so exciting when someone sparks my interest and I'm left speechless! You're probably much better at the game than I am, and I think I'll enjoy that
My favorite Cardigans. (though I prefer the version in which she gets decapitated)
Guess what my favorite game is.
EDIT: Hint: It's not a sport (not in many people's estimation, at least), nor a board game (I'm never bored while playing), nor a video game (though you can watch).
Also, it isn't sex. So there. Keep trying...
I play guitar and used to play harpsichord. In my spare time I like to help my bf write music for guitar. I am a total guitar/music freak and I like everything from Woody Guthrie and Cisco Huston to Mississippi John Hurt, Sabbath, Maiden, Queen, Manson...Scarlatti, Verdi and Bach.
I also love words. Poetical, serious, humorous, sensuous words. I write poetry and have had several pieces published in poetry journals.
And red wine and cooking.
I think I may have had a bit too much red wine this evening, before writing this. It was meant to be much more interesting and profound than it is.
But. . .truth be told, I am trying to wind down. As of late I spend my days working with the rescue bunnies, and then going to my mother's house to sit and basically watch her die.
She has cancer and we have a hugely complex relationship.
It is so sad to watch a person become a shadow. It is so hard to truly grasp that there really is nothing - nothing - I can do. No control.
And for the closing weekend, I was cursed with bronchitis.
As I felt the illness come on this past Thursday, it was enough to make me cry. Gods no, I don't want to get anyone sick. My #3 will surely back off, and my most important query will needs be met with, at best, courteous refusal. As it was, I was... Read More
I owe you an update. All on #2 and #3 (almost totally #3, since that's where the developments are). Dear #4, my beautiful muse, I promise I'll have a package coming your way very soon, I'm just having trouble writing the letter to go with it.
I just wanted to stop by for a min and tell you I've thought of you an awful lot today and ♥ you lots.. I'm really missed hearing from you. I hope you are well lovely lady.
1. I've burned myself more times than I can count, so I can sympathize.
*kisses it and makes it better*
2. Good luck in Hell
3. *anxiously awaits*
4. I guess you're not counting e-crushes since I'm not on the list
5. I wish I could go. I'd really love to see it, and I know you'll be great!
6. Hooray, Dresden Dolls!
For those that have checked out my Friend's Thread "Writer's Challenge", thanks a bundle. I do not mean it to simply be examples of my work, I will be suggesting challenges for you to take on too. You all inspire me so much.
I've had a variety of little things i wanted to blog about over the past few days but I've forgotten them all. Ah, well. It will come back to me if it's important.
I've been inspired by RedRobin13 to come up with my inspiration of the day.
After all, if I look for it, I know I'll find it. In fact, I easily find more... Read More
I am terrified of bridges...absolutely terrified. I don't know what it is about them..but I've had dreams of them collapsing and dreams of bad things happening on them..and for some reason I can't get past that.
I have borderline anxiety attacks when I'm on a bridge and stopped..ugh.
Inspiration for today? Nothing yet - but we shall see if that changes when I go out soon
I saw the same HC special. It really was fascinating! I was in Charleston Thursday night - I always find visual inspiration when I'm there. It's one of the handful of American cities over 300 years old.
Paid internship?!? Do tell!
EDIT: Haha, I think our comments just passed each other out in cyberspace!
I've never taken a writing class. I did, however, show this play to a professor.
College. Both my girlfriend (Shane) and my best friend (Emily) were taking Playwriting, a class I very much wanted to take but couldn't. I followed what they were doing as the class moved along, reading... Read More
I was finally able to go back and read the rest of the play, and I thought it was great
I really don't think you need to add the scene where Donna finds out. We learn about her reaction in the waiting room, and anything else you want the audience to know about her can be added in that dialogue.
Thanks You are one of the people who their posts and blogs make me smile everytime i see them. I too used to take inspiration from so many things...i just needed to get back to slowing down and absorbing the beauty around me in the mundane.
No fair. That's what I wanted!