February 2010
189 posts
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A little word about appearences.
In this world, there are many, many people. I am one, you are another. Unless some sort of cosmic miracle has happened, you look nothing like me. Oh, sure, we may share some superficial similarities — blue-ish eyes, dark brown hair with a red cast, short, rounded. We may even be the same sex.
Anyhow. So, a couple of years ago, I posted a really terrible (and frank) profile/ISO thing on...
"The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no...
alwayscurious:
– Dorothy Parker
I have to admit that all of my love for the inimitable Miss Parker stems solely from her caustic little sayings. I don’t know that I’ve ever read any of her actual fiction. (I should fix that.)
Folk music - making the dire into family “fun” since at least 2798 BCE. Yay.
January 2010
26 posts
Temptation looms.
I’m seriously tempted to write some one-off fetishy thing (probably this nastier D/s thing that’s been lurking in the back of my head) and submit it to this hardcore fetish website I stumbled across earlier.
Most of my temptation stems from the fact that… Well, I hate to say it, because it makes me sound horrible: I’m pretty sure I can write a better story than the sample...
The Worst Feeling In The World?
Helplessness. To see an injustice, a hurt, and to be unable to change anything…
I can’t yet write stories that soothe, that comfort, that are the text-equivalent of a hug. I will, someday; I’ll keep trying.
For now, though, I will do what I can. I will write stories that tell the truth that should be, instead of the truth that is.
And I will keep trying.
The Rules Of Gun Safety:
1) Guns are NOT TOYS. ALWAYS TREAT A GUN AS IF IT IS LOADED. ALWAYS POINT GUNS IN A SAFE DIRECTION (that is, at the floor, ceiling, or down-range), NEVER AT ANOTHER PERSON OR YOURSELF.
1A) KEEP YOUR FINGER OFF THE FREAKIN’ TRIGGER UNTIL YOU’RE READY TO FIRE.
1B) Drugs, alcohol, and guns DO NOT MIX. Impaired? NO GUNS FOR YOU.
2) No, seriously, KEEP YOUR FINGER OFF THE TRIGGER.
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Yeah, I amuse myself.
“Cheer up, emo kid,” Trevor said, smacking him lightly on the hip. “I’m not emo!” Max said, but his indignation faded immediately. “I don’t even know what ‘emo’ is, really. I just like the phrase,” Trevor told him. Max laughed again, shaking his head. “Depends on who you ask,” he said. “It’s kind of like...
I made the mistake of registering for a certain...
simply because I wanted to see something and I couldn’t unless I gave them an email address. So, now, I get all sorts of horribly misspelled spam. Some of the subject lines are interesting — I’ve actually been saving those, because I think I can get some writing out of them.
Other times, the subject lines are utter pants but the random text in the body is...
Also:
Um, hi, people following me! *Wavewave* …I’ll try to be entertaining. I’m not all that interesting, unless you want to hear about my characters and what they are (or more often NOT) doing?
Most of the time...
being a highly visual person isn’t really a big deal. I avoid horror/gore; I try to avoid bad smut; things are okay.
Until I get to Tumblr, and then I lose hours of my life looking at all the lovely people. Just one more, I think. One more page, one more picture, and one more minute, they all lead to just one more… And the next thing I know it’s two in the morning and I should...
This is just to prove that I can come up with...
Honestly.
Here’s a random fact about me: for the last two or three days, every time I wake up, I’ve had a part of a song off of For Your Entertainment stuck in my head. The usual suspects are FYE, Strut, and Music Again.
It’s a total guilty-pleasure album for me, but Whattaya Want is actually kind of, um… Moving. (I am so very very sappy, in my own odd way.)
And...
"I'm not cheap, but I am on special this week."
alwayscurious:
– Author Unknown
Also, Jacques Torres or Ewald Notter chocolates can go a long way toward influencing me.
To be honest...
I have no idea how much I’ll post here. Mostly, I’ve signed up to lurk/follow/look at/like stuff.
I’m not what you’d call excessively gregarious, either online or in person, particularly when it comes to people I don’t know. So, um… That’s about it, really.