SeaHeart~
Friday, September 30, 2005
There Were Moments
There were moments in the Dreamtime
Of lace and leather wings
That carried me past silence
On to better things,
And though there was some music
I lacked a better song
Than lullabies of sadness
That I had known too long.
So armed with nothing better
Than monochrome star light
I raised my face to moon rise
And learned to love the night.
~EK/SD 9.30.05
Of lace and leather wings
That carried me past silence
On to better things,
And though there was some music
I lacked a better song
Than lullabies of sadness
That I had known too long.
So armed with nothing better
Than monochrome star light
I raised my face to moon rise
And learned to love the night.
~EK/SD 9.30.05
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Thursday, September 29, 2005
Michaelmas Feast~
This is what I'm making for our Michaelmas Feast:
Chicken Pot Pie
Applesauce Loaf
Banana Bread (My grandmother's recipe)
And the traditional Michaelmas Pie!
*happy* This is the first Michaelmas I get to spend with my sweetheart~ I'm going to spoil her! :D (is looking forward to it)
Ed. Note: Michaelmas, for me, is a blending of Mabon and all Autumn festivals. When I was a child, this was one of my favorite days in the year- I took every fall feast and festival and- while we celebrate those in lesser ways- Michaelmas is my full Mabon feast~
Chicken Pot Pie
Applesauce Loaf
Banana Bread (My grandmother's recipe)
And the traditional Michaelmas Pie!
*happy* This is the first Michaelmas I get to spend with my sweetheart~ I'm going to spoil her! :D (is looking forward to it)
Ed. Note: Michaelmas, for me, is a blending of Mabon and all Autumn festivals. When I was a child, this was one of my favorite days in the year- I took every fall feast and festival and- while we celebrate those in lesser ways- Michaelmas is my full Mabon feast~
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Michaelmas
"Michaelmas is not just a day; it is a season that extends from September 29, the Feast of St. Michael, to October 31, All Hallows Eve. It is a time for celebrating deeds of strength and courage, for facing dragons, external and internal. It is a time for harvest, a time for work, a time for storing away that which we need for the cold dark months to come."
Source
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String Bean Spirituality
This story will make your day even brighter... I know it did mine~
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A Little bit of Lore
On Michaelmas:
If you eat goose on Michaelmas Day, you will not be short of money all year round.
Traditional English proverb
If St Michael brings many acorns, Christmas will cover the fields with snow.
Traditional English proverb
St Michael's rain does not stay long in the sky.
Traditional French proverb
~*~
It is traditionally considered lucky to eat goose today- also, the baking and eating of a special loaf of bread is considered lucky. Guess what Sarah's making tonight~ (The bread, not the goose. ;p)
The Michaelmas Daisy- also known as the Aster- is sacred to this day. We all know the little purple flowers that look like daisies- they grow plentifully in the fields during this time. When I was a little girl, I used to love going out into the meadows to gather a child's handful of them- bringing the heavy scent of autumn's change into the house.
This is a day of metamorphosis- of triumph- of beauty. This is the symbolic threshold to Autumn. My absolute favorite time of year.
If you eat goose on Michaelmas Day, you will not be short of money all year round.
Traditional English proverb
If St Michael brings many acorns, Christmas will cover the fields with snow.
Traditional English proverb
St Michael's rain does not stay long in the sky.
Traditional French proverb
It is traditionally considered lucky to eat goose today- also, the baking and eating of a special loaf of bread is considered lucky. Guess what Sarah's making tonight~ (The bread, not the goose. ;p)
The Michaelmas Daisy- also known as the Aster- is sacred to this day. We all know the little purple flowers that look like daisies- they grow plentifully in the fields during this time. When I was a little girl, I used to love going out into the meadows to gather a child's handful of them- bringing the heavy scent of autumn's change into the house.
This is a day of metamorphosis- of triumph- of beauty. This is the symbolic threshold to Autumn. My absolute favorite time of year.
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Autumn and Michaelmas
New layout- more simple... Autumn theme, of COURSE. ;p My season has come...
I woke up this morning with my usual muzzy lack of gusto. Jenn- already ready for work- turned off the alarm and said: "It's the end of the world out there." Being that early, I take these things literally, and tried to stagger from the dream state I still found myself inhabiting. I peered out the window.
The wind bent the trees- scuttling bruised clouds across a steel grey sky. It whistled and moaned- generally reveling in the fact that it had control seemingly over all of the elements... Perhaps it was an unseen force that bent the trees- that toppled lawn chairs and stirred the clouds like a cauldron- other than that mighty wind?
Today is Michaelmas. Most people do not know about this, the Feast of the Angels... but I wish they did. It's one of my favorite holidays within the year.
Also known as the Feast of Saint Michael or Knight Michael, the legend goes something like this:
"Knight Michael rode his white winged steed across the heavens each day- keeping watch over the earth below. There could be no darkness while he swept overhead. The people were safe and protected- and they were happy.
One day, a great green dragon came from the sea- slithering from his broken, watery prison to land. Knight Michael brought his steed down to the world and challenged the beast. There would be no danger for the people while he was knight!
They fought a fearsome battle- neither giving any ground. Knight Michael's sword- burnished with heavenly fire and gold- swished through the air, causing the bright blade to sweep in dizzying arcs. The trees bent beneath the wind of his sword- beneath the wind of the dragon's breath and flapping wings. Red ran through the leaves- with the gold and yellow of that sword. The green was gone.
Finally, the dragon fled- leaving the world to go back to the sea. Knight Michael once more rose into the heavens, content in his finished job.
Summer had fled. Autumn had come."
I woke up this morning with my usual muzzy lack of gusto. Jenn- already ready for work- turned off the alarm and said: "It's the end of the world out there." Being that early, I take these things literally, and tried to stagger from the dream state I still found myself inhabiting. I peered out the window.
The wind bent the trees- scuttling bruised clouds across a steel grey sky. It whistled and moaned- generally reveling in the fact that it had control seemingly over all of the elements... Perhaps it was an unseen force that bent the trees- that toppled lawn chairs and stirred the clouds like a cauldron- other than that mighty wind?
Today is Michaelmas. Most people do not know about this, the Feast of the Angels... but I wish they did. It's one of my favorite holidays within the year.
Also known as the Feast of Saint Michael or Knight Michael, the legend goes something like this:
"Knight Michael rode his white winged steed across the heavens each day- keeping watch over the earth below. There could be no darkness while he swept overhead. The people were safe and protected- and they were happy.
One day, a great green dragon came from the sea- slithering from his broken, watery prison to land. Knight Michael brought his steed down to the world and challenged the beast. There would be no danger for the people while he was knight!
They fought a fearsome battle- neither giving any ground. Knight Michael's sword- burnished with heavenly fire and gold- swished through the air, causing the bright blade to sweep in dizzying arcs. The trees bent beneath the wind of his sword- beneath the wind of the dragon's breath and flapping wings. Red ran through the leaves- with the gold and yellow of that sword. The green was gone.
Finally, the dragon fled- leaving the world to go back to the sea. Knight Michael once more rose into the heavens, content in his finished job.
Summer had fled. Autumn had come."
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Wednesday, September 28, 2005
The Old, Old House
Wings of brass and gold and dust
Stretched across the windows must
Bend and break with wind and rain
Proving antiquated things
Curtains torn with lacey past
Reminding me that nothing lasts
Quiver in the dawn of night
As mist steals thoughts of warmth and light.
The floors are sighing with the change
From heat to cold as thoughts remain
In heavens sharp with glittered stars
I can see from windows far
Removed from such celestial heights
An antique house- an antique life
The stories buried in these walls
Are silent as the mirrored halls
That once upon a past proclaimed
Nothing ever stays the same.
~EK/SD 9.28.05
Stretched across the windows must
Bend and break with wind and rain
Proving antiquated things
Curtains torn with lacey past
Reminding me that nothing lasts
Quiver in the dawn of night
As mist steals thoughts of warmth and light.
The floors are sighing with the change
From heat to cold as thoughts remain
In heavens sharp with glittered stars
I can see from windows far
Removed from such celestial heights
An antique house- an antique life
The stories buried in these walls
Are silent as the mirrored halls
That once upon a past proclaimed
Nothing ever stays the same.
~EK/SD 9.28.05
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Mermaids
This article on Deeper Blue made me absolutely smile. It's been quite some time since I read of mermaids from a scientific angle. The author- while not having lost his wonder- pursues the idea of mermaids from a standpoint of reality, with a delicate touch to the craft of words he uses to create this lovely article. I was positvely delighted~
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Flight Without Wings
It's so ridiculous that a twenty-one year old can still lust after model horses like a kid. ;-; *wants this very badly*
Horses used to be such a part of my life. From the early morning until past sunset, my world was filled with them: grooming them, playing with them, riding them, training them... They filled so much of my days that I often feel empty without them, now.
I am a firm believer that there are few things better in the world than running a horse bareback across a field in the early autumn. The thunder of hooves and pulse of breath- the feeling of flying, and yet being still grounded fills me with a "homesickness" I can't ignore.
Autumn, more than other seasons, makes me remember these times. I can remember every horse I've ever ridden- I can tell the world in poetic lines what it feels like to be so close to these incredible creatures. I can ride with a talent I earned- I can ride with a gift I was given. There's so much within me that is still wrapped up in these moments- lost to a quiet present that has no Flight without Wings.
I wonder what would have happened in my life if there had been no accident. My fifteenth year changed so much... and it makes me heartsick sometimes if I think about it too much.
If I had not fallen. If that moment- that crystal clear moment that I can recall with intense clarity... if that had not happened... how different would my life be now?
Simple musings from a horsesick girl... who wishes, sometimes, that life had not changed quite so much.
Horses used to be such a part of my life. From the early morning until past sunset, my world was filled with them: grooming them, playing with them, riding them, training them... They filled so much of my days that I often feel empty without them, now.
I am a firm believer that there are few things better in the world than running a horse bareback across a field in the early autumn. The thunder of hooves and pulse of breath- the feeling of flying, and yet being still grounded fills me with a "homesickness" I can't ignore.
Autumn, more than other seasons, makes me remember these times. I can remember every horse I've ever ridden- I can tell the world in poetic lines what it feels like to be so close to these incredible creatures. I can ride with a talent I earned- I can ride with a gift I was given. There's so much within me that is still wrapped up in these moments- lost to a quiet present that has no Flight without Wings.
I wonder what would have happened in my life if there had been no accident. My fifteenth year changed so much... and it makes me heartsick sometimes if I think about it too much.
If I had not fallen. If that moment- that crystal clear moment that I can recall with intense clarity... if that had not happened... how different would my life be now?
Simple musings from a horsesick girl... who wishes, sometimes, that life had not changed quite so much.
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Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Essential
Willow: You've been spell gal night and day lately.
Tara: Well, I just wanna keep up with you, and I'm... well, I just like to be useful. You know, to the gang? I just ... never ... feel useful.
Willow: You are. You're essential.
~Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Season 5 - "Family"
(Thank you so much, baby. I love you.)
Tara: Well, I just wanna keep up with you, and I'm... well, I just like to be useful. You know, to the gang? I just ... never ... feel useful.
Willow: You are. You're essential.
~Buffy the Vampire Slayer - Season 5 - "Family"
(Thank you so much, baby. I love you.)
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Monday, September 26, 2005
Best Witches
My little sister Laura (Who is forever known as Princess~) came over Sunday- as she now usually does- and we FINALLY decorated for Halloween. The place looks positively ghoulish- and I'm so happy with how it turned out. We took it slowly and quietly- decorating over the space of two hours- but it's fabulous. *happy*
It was raining so much last night that my Father almost missed our house when he came to pick Laura up. He only knew it was our apartment building because of the number of window clings on our front window~
Last night was Emily's first real rain storm. She was frightened for a moment- then returned to her regularly scheduled programming- which is being Cutely Evil- yes, with capital letters. ;p She let Jenn hold her and love her for an entire minute without squirming~
She's not used to being without people now- having been spoiled all last week with my continual presence. This morning as I was getting ready for work, she kept being underfoot. Every single time I reached down to pet her- she let me, and actually pressed against my hand with her little body. She so did NOT want me to leave. ;-; When I was putting on my shoes, she actually sat against my leg- then stood on her back paws, gently pawing me. This is not her normal behavior- that of Tiny Hellion... so I was so completely taken aback. My BABY- and she didn't want me to LEAVE! ;-;
*SUCH a sucker for cat cuteness*...
It was raining so much last night that my Father almost missed our house when he came to pick Laura up. He only knew it was our apartment building because of the number of window clings on our front window~
Last night was Emily's first real rain storm. She was frightened for a moment- then returned to her regularly scheduled programming- which is being Cutely Evil- yes, with capital letters. ;p She let Jenn hold her and love her for an entire minute without squirming~
She's not used to being without people now- having been spoiled all last week with my continual presence. This morning as I was getting ready for work, she kept being underfoot. Every single time I reached down to pet her- she let me, and actually pressed against my hand with her little body. She so did NOT want me to leave. ;-; When I was putting on my shoes, she actually sat against my leg- then stood on her back paws, gently pawing me. This is not her normal behavior- that of Tiny Hellion... so I was so completely taken aback. My BABY- and she didn't want me to LEAVE! ;-;
*SUCH a sucker for cat cuteness*...
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Dreaming of Blue
I had a bacterial infection last week that was created by something in the same family as E-Coli. I can honestly say that I have never been sicker in my life- and I have been very ill before.
I have never felt so weak- or so powerless. I had to take four days off from work because I could not leave the bed. It was a strange time- a quiet time of pain and resolution to it. I am still weak now- but getting stronger... thank heavens. I have so much to be grateful for.
My sweetheart was incredible- as always. I love you, baby...
I have never felt so weak- or so powerless. I had to take four days off from work because I could not leave the bed. It was a strange time- a quiet time of pain and resolution to it. I am still weak now- but getting stronger... thank heavens. I have so much to be grateful for.
My sweetheart was incredible- as always. I love you, baby...
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Monday, September 19, 2005
Inspiration
"Two things inspire me to awe -- the starry heavens above and the moral universe within."
~Albert Einstein
~Albert Einstein
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Pumpkins
We had such a fantastic weekend... I felt sporadic moments of guilt- I had a school project to work on, not to mention several personal projects... but that didn't last long~ ;p It was a beautiful weekend, and I was determined to spend it in complete and utter hooky fun-ness. Which was accomplished. Yay~
Cabaret at the Lancaster Opera House was amazing- and I do not use the "a" word lightly. We were absolutely enchanted by it! Even though it is a smaller theater company, the talent on the stage was so obvious. Three cheers!
When we got home, we were far too up and about to sleep- so we brought out the popcorn (and, in my case, a very large ice cream sundae ;p) and watched Twelfth Night. Jenn has known and loved this movie for years, and has wanted to introduce me to it for the longest time- and she finally got the chance. I loved it to within ten inches of my little life- but let it be known that this is the first (and hopefully last) time I've ever gotten angry at the Bard. I would have written him a letter if he wasn't dead. ;p I am indelibly serious.
There were so many gay and lesbian undertones- overtones... every tone that exists- and yet he didn't do anything about it. And the ending is weak. A Shakespeare ending- weak! I might be smote from the planet, but I thought it lacked the amazing qualities that all of his endings (that I have read and witnessed) had.
So yes. I was mad at Will. ;p
Sunday, Princess (my sister), Jenn and myself became ridiculously lost at the Corn MAiZE. We may have (combined) a genius brain- but we apparently suck at mazes. XD
Hooky was never so much fun~ In short- I had a fabulous weekend.
Oh! And we already bought some of our pumpkins. Fall is coming!!
(For those that are unfamiliar with the term Autumn Queen- please thusly know that Miss Sarah (or Eevie, as she is known) is one. Autumn is her favorite season- Halloween, her favorite holiday. She wanted to decorate in August for it, but Jenn lovingly said no. She's asked every day since. And it's still loving. But no. ;p)
Cabaret at the Lancaster Opera House was amazing- and I do not use the "a" word lightly. We were absolutely enchanted by it! Even though it is a smaller theater company, the talent on the stage was so obvious. Three cheers!
When we got home, we were far too up and about to sleep- so we brought out the popcorn (and, in my case, a very large ice cream sundae ;p) and watched Twelfth Night. Jenn has known and loved this movie for years, and has wanted to introduce me to it for the longest time- and she finally got the chance. I loved it to within ten inches of my little life- but let it be known that this is the first (and hopefully last) time I've ever gotten angry at the Bard. I would have written him a letter if he wasn't dead. ;p I am indelibly serious.
There were so many gay and lesbian undertones- overtones... every tone that exists- and yet he didn't do anything about it. And the ending is weak. A Shakespeare ending- weak! I might be smote from the planet, but I thought it lacked the amazing qualities that all of his endings (that I have read and witnessed) had.
So yes. I was mad at Will. ;p
Sunday, Princess (my sister), Jenn and myself became ridiculously lost at the Corn MAiZE. We may have (combined) a genius brain- but we apparently suck at mazes. XD
Hooky was never so much fun~ In short- I had a fabulous weekend.
Oh! And we already bought some of our pumpkins. Fall is coming!!
(For those that are unfamiliar with the term Autumn Queen- please thusly know that Miss Sarah (or Eevie, as she is known) is one. Autumn is her favorite season- Halloween, her favorite holiday. She wanted to decorate in August for it, but Jenn lovingly said no. She's asked every day since. And it's still loving. But no. ;p)
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Friday, September 16, 2005
On Green Tea and Sneezes
Urgh. I'm siiiiiiick. Not a horrible-beyond-comprehension sick, but a cold-broke-am-currently-miserable-beyond-comprehension sick. ;-; My voice is less than perfect, and I'm at work- which means on the phones for seven hours. And I ran out of green tea. Which makes me want to curl into a fetal position and cry.
Yes, I love my tea that much- lay off the tea. ;p
Seriously, though- I'm in a good mood... even though I *am* out of tea, and am currently the world's sniffliest person. I woke up with Jenn this morning- which was definitely a change in routine. (I start at 9- she starts at 8. I am NOT a morning person. :D) Did I ever mention that she's the most amazing woman in the world? Probably ten trillion times- but it's definitely worth saying again. <3 *love*
We're going to go see Cabaret tomorrow night- my goodness, I'm so excited~!
Yes, I love my tea that much- lay off the tea. ;p
Seriously, though- I'm in a good mood... even though I *am* out of tea, and am currently the world's sniffliest person. I woke up with Jenn this morning- which was definitely a change in routine. (I start at 9- she starts at 8. I am NOT a morning person. :D) Did I ever mention that she's the most amazing woman in the world? Probably ten trillion times- but it's definitely worth saying again. <3 *love*
We're going to go see Cabaret tomorrow night- my goodness, I'm so excited~!
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x.X
From an email my sister just sent me:
"Can you name me one similarity between you and 50 Cent?
"You're both published authors. *noogie*"
"Can you name me one similarity between you and 50 Cent?
"You're both published authors. *noogie*"
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SKALD
SKALD is the literary magazine of my college- in 2004, it won the prestigious Columbia Scholastic Press Association Silver Crown award. It is the pride and joy of my college~
My teacher chose three of my poems and one of my essays to be included in this year's issue~
Click here to access this year and last year's issues. Click here to view SKALD 2005.
My teacher chose three of my poems and one of my essays to be included in this year's issue~
Click here to access this year and last year's issues. Click here to view SKALD 2005.
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Thursday, September 15, 2005
Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of the character, though few can decipher even fragments of their meaning.
-Lydia M. Child
-Lydia M. Child
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Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Upcoming Shows
For personal reminder:
Cabaret - Sept 17
Madama Butterfly - Oct 17
One Man Stars Wars - Oct 24
Miss Saigon - Oct 29
Cabaret - Sept 17
Madama Butterfly - Oct 17
One Man Stars Wars - Oct 24
Miss Saigon - Oct 29
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ET
Jenn is obsessed with Communion: A True Story. (It's an alien book for those who can't tell by the cover. ;p) It's not just any alien book, however... it's a true story on alien encounters and abductions.
Both of our interests deal with astronomy, stars, "aliens," science fiction (for me), time travel (for her) and other related notions. Recently, because of this or that, we've begun having philosophical discussions relating to such issues. The other night, we saw (endured) A Sound of Thunder (Which was horrible- don't go see it. Seriously. Please.), which led to one of the discussions...
It's all postulating- and some of our theories are laughable, even to ourselves- but I've never had a sounding board for some of the ideas I've wondered about since I was a child... and I absolutely love that about my sweetheart.
We purchased The Communion Letters on Saturday (Jenn was so excited about it). After Communion was written, evidently the author received a vast amount of letters detailing experiences with alien beings and alien abductions. Apparently, these are true- first-hand- accounts- of such instances.
Jenn reads aloud one of the letters every night as a scary bed-time story~ ;p
This is simply one of the things that we are musing about recently- couple that with the fact that my class, "Crisis of Belief" is currently focusing on Contact as the major film of the class- and you have my head filled with little green men. ;p
Or... ET.
(Honey, we need to watch it again- I haven't seen it in years...)
Both of our interests deal with astronomy, stars, "aliens," science fiction (for me), time travel (for her) and other related notions. Recently, because of this or that, we've begun having philosophical discussions relating to such issues. The other night, we saw (endured) A Sound of Thunder (Which was horrible- don't go see it. Seriously. Please.), which led to one of the discussions...
It's all postulating- and some of our theories are laughable, even to ourselves- but I've never had a sounding board for some of the ideas I've wondered about since I was a child... and I absolutely love that about my sweetheart.
We purchased The Communion Letters on Saturday (Jenn was so excited about it). After Communion was written, evidently the author received a vast amount of letters detailing experiences with alien beings and alien abductions. Apparently, these are true- first-hand- accounts- of such instances.
Jenn reads aloud one of the letters every night as a scary bed-time story~ ;p
This is simply one of the things that we are musing about recently- couple that with the fact that my class, "Crisis of Belief" is currently focusing on Contact as the major film of the class- and you have my head filled with little green men. ;p
Or... ET.
(Honey, we need to watch it again- I haven't seen it in years...)
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Books and Chicken Soup
I don't know quite how- but both me and Jenn caught colds. ;-; I was thinking of cooking my infamous veggie pizza tonight- but it seems that I may turn to soup, instead. The age-old remedy that it is!
I am now officially published in Stolen Moments by Bold Strokes Books. We found a copy- by accident- in Borders the other day... I thought it was going to be released at the end of September- so imagine my surprise when we came across the book in the Lesbian Fiction section of my favorite book store~! ;p That was one of the top three moments of my life up to this date... I'm pretty sure~
My box of copies arrived yesterday- holding the book in my hands and flipping through it, I felt... extraordinarily happy.
Jenn believed in me- asked me to submit things- kept me going when the going was rough... And now.
Ooh- there's that extraordinarily happy feeling again. It's probably not the ten trillion vitamins I've taken today~
Baby, I love you so beyond much- thank you for sharing your beauty with me, your inspiration, your love... I am beyond blessed to know you- to hold you in my heart. I love you.
First? Short story. Next? Novel. After that? The world... ;p
I am now officially published in Stolen Moments by Bold Strokes Books. We found a copy- by accident- in Borders the other day... I thought it was going to be released at the end of September- so imagine my surprise when we came across the book in the Lesbian Fiction section of my favorite book store~! ;p That was one of the top three moments of my life up to this date... I'm pretty sure~
My box of copies arrived yesterday- holding the book in my hands and flipping through it, I felt... extraordinarily happy.
Jenn believed in me- asked me to submit things- kept me going when the going was rough... And now.
Ooh- there's that extraordinarily happy feeling again. It's probably not the ten trillion vitamins I've taken today~
Baby, I love you so beyond much- thank you for sharing your beauty with me, your inspiration, your love... I am beyond blessed to know you- to hold you in my heart. I love you.
First? Short story. Next? Novel. After that? The world... ;p
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Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Two Wolves
One evening an old Cherokee spoke to his grandson. He said, "My son, there is a battle between two wolves inside us all.
"One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority and ego.
"The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith."
The grandson thought for a moment and then asked his grandfather: "Which wolf wins?"
The old Cherokee simply replied: "The one you feed."
~Legend
"One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority and ego.
"The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith."
The grandson thought for a moment and then asked his grandfather: "Which wolf wins?"
The old Cherokee simply replied: "The one you feed."
~Legend
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Saturday, September 03, 2005
;p
Yes, you have become the dreaded morning person. I have never seen you so bubbly in my life. I still thought I was dreaming~ ;p
But gah. Yes. Candy apple trees. *DIES* XD
*kndl*
But gah. Yes. Candy apple trees. *DIES* XD
*kndl*
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Friday, September 02, 2005
Quiero Cupido
To have my own personal celebration, I went to Burrito Bay for lunch, today. They have fabulous burritos... but you're left with this intensely heavy feeling... and a very strong urge to fall asleep at whatever desk you may be occupying. x.X I'm... so... sleepy...
The long weekend has never looked so fabulous.
The long weekend has never looked so fabulous.
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Hope
I'm really not much at liberty to speak of anything, yet... but a publisher emailed me back this morning... and it looks like I *may*- just *may*- be a columnist for my favorite magazine of all time.
This is a maybe. But there's a chance.
And now- I mustn't say anything else. But I can certainly assure you- I'm still shaking. *JOY*
This is a maybe. But there's a chance.
And now- I mustn't say anything else. But I can certainly assure you- I'm still shaking. *JOY*
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2:38 PM
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Congratulations!!!!!!
Congratulations to Christine- (also known as Meg~)!!! I wish you the absolute best of luck and love, m'dear- you so deserve it!!
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2:33 PM
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New Orleans...
"I took a guess and cut a portion out of my heart
(He said that's nowhere close enough but it's a damn good start)...
I wrote the secret that I buried on the wishing well wall
He said I've seen one... it follows that I've seen them all.
We spoke of human destination in a perfect world
Derived the nature of the universe (found it unfulfilled)...
As I took him in my arms he screamed I'm not insane
I'm just looking for someone to understand my pain...
It's a long way out...
(I'm gonna make it out.)
~Five For Fighting
I feel so frustrated and helpless about the devastation of the Gulf Coast- it's surreal. I want to help- so badly... and there's nothing I can do.
But I'm praying for you. Please know that- with all my heart- I'm praying for you...
(He said that's nowhere close enough but it's a damn good start)...
I wrote the secret that I buried on the wishing well wall
He said I've seen one... it follows that I've seen them all.
We spoke of human destination in a perfect world
Derived the nature of the universe (found it unfulfilled)...
As I took him in my arms he screamed I'm not insane
I'm just looking for someone to understand my pain...
It's a long way out...
(I'm gonna make it out.)
~Five For Fighting
I feel so frustrated and helpless about the devastation of the Gulf Coast- it's surreal. I want to help- so badly... and there's nothing I can do.
But I'm praying for you. Please know that- with all my heart- I'm praying for you...
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10:44 AM
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Thursday, September 01, 2005
Wicked.
My heart has hurt and wept this entire week for those that have suffered- and continue to do so- following the violent aftermath of Hurricane Katrina. I believe that everything happens for a reason- and that Heaven always holds us... but it's sometimes hard to be at peace when this magnitude of a tragedy affects so many.
Being in the advertising business, I am on news web sites all day long. I have read article after article of kindness- of man's inhumanity to man- of chaos and pain... deep, deep pain... and I feel so much for these people- that no mere words could possibly convey the depth of my longing to help.
This morning, I read something that hurt me to my core. I realized it might happen... but I didn't honestly think that when so many people are still in such danger- fingers would already be pointed.
Labor Day weekend's huge gay and lesbian Southern Decadence party has- of course- been canceled. And that is what the conservatists are blaming the hurricane on. Oh- not the cancellation. The fact that New Orleans was open enough to have such a party. They are likening the city to a modern day Sodom- and saying that it was right and just for this punishment to be exacted upon it.
I will say that everyone is allowed to their opinions- because this is something I have always strongly believed. But my utter disgust and anger at that statement... Well. I have utter disgust and anger- but they are useless emotions, when I could much rather be praying for the survivors of the storm and flood.
Which is exactly what I would like to convey to those who would like to blame me and mine for the disaster.
Pray. Send good thoughts and love to the victims. Stop being so dispecably and disgustingly ignorant.
Being in the advertising business, I am on news web sites all day long. I have read article after article of kindness- of man's inhumanity to man- of chaos and pain... deep, deep pain... and I feel so much for these people- that no mere words could possibly convey the depth of my longing to help.
This morning, I read something that hurt me to my core. I realized it might happen... but I didn't honestly think that when so many people are still in such danger- fingers would already be pointed.
Labor Day weekend's huge gay and lesbian Southern Decadence party has- of course- been canceled. And that is what the conservatists are blaming the hurricane on. Oh- not the cancellation. The fact that New Orleans was open enough to have such a party. They are likening the city to a modern day Sodom- and saying that it was right and just for this punishment to be exacted upon it.
I will say that everyone is allowed to their opinions- because this is something I have always strongly believed. But my utter disgust and anger at that statement... Well. I have utter disgust and anger- but they are useless emotions, when I could much rather be praying for the survivors of the storm and flood.
Which is exactly what I would like to convey to those who would like to blame me and mine for the disaster.
Pray. Send good thoughts and love to the victims. Stop being so dispecably and disgustingly ignorant.
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11:44 AM
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