Sunday, April 29, 2007
A meme from Tiger Yogi.
I've been tagged by TigerYogi to answer five questions.
He put real thought into them too. I'll try my best.
1) What started you in writing "gay fiction"?
I've always written, but several years ago, I happen to be in a chat room with a bunch of crazy and horny women, all of whom were egging each other on. Well, one person would start with one paragraph and then someone else would add to it. I found that all my contributions to the 'story' had the guy being attracted too the other guys. lol.
And at the same time in 'real time' I had just had my first run in with my one and only ghost. The new house (new to us) came with a ghost. A gay one it turned out. I had never read nor written any gay novels or short stories. I began having these flashes out of the blue. I mean xxx flashes. Porn DVDs had nothing on these little movies going on in my head in my waking moments. Wow, up close and personal. I found the gay section at Borders and within weeks had bought and read bags and bags full of their books.
I then met our ghost when one night I kept thinking of the name Jeffery and made the mistake of calling him by that name. The ghost slammed my bedroom door, nearly taking it off the hinges, he then started throwing things around the kitchen, just having a major hissy fit. I went in and realized that he wasn't Jeffery, but the man who had died, or left or whatever was JEFFERY. And the little movies I had been seeing in my head were Mr Ghosts memories/fantasies. It was wild to say the least.
So, I began to write more stories with gay men in them. I was hooked. So, now all of my stories have at least one gay man in it. Most often the main character.
2) What drew you to Paganism?
I'm not sure if I was drawn to it, I think I've always believed what I believe. I have been drawn to the spiritual side of everything since 'forever'. I've always known there was 'more' than what most people want you to believe. I've been talking too and seeing spirit since I was two. So, I guess I just added to my growing experiences in a way that made sense to a 'weird' kid. And it turned out all my little ideas and beliefs I had gathered around me, actually already existed. How bizarre. So, the universe had already chosen to show it all to me before I even 'knew' there was something I should be looking for. Wow, very cool.
3) If you could go back to age 20, knowing what you know now, would you do anything different?
Wow, a deep one. I know I'm supposed to say, YES, I would not marry Tom, I wouldn't go down that path. But you know what? I don't think I had a lot of choice in that. If I didn't marry Tom, I wouldn't have the wonderful kids I have. I wouldn't have been in certain places that spirit and my budding guides needed me to be at any given time.
But is there something I would do different? hmm, I think I would have stood up for myself more.
4) Given the chance, would you travel with The Doctor in the TARDIS, if you know you might never see your family again?
Wow, another deep one. Hell, Hasn't everyone already seen or been on a UFO? so how different would the Tardis be?? lol. Seriously, I think I would. And who says The Doctor couldn't bring me back to the moment I first left in the first place? Nothing lost, no time gone, nothing missed.
And I still feel bad that Sara Jane didn't go with him the last time he asked. She should have gone with him, she and K9.
OK, you all, already know I'm a geek. Yes, I teared up when she refused to go with him.
5) What is your favorite meal?
Easy one. ANYTHING from Maggianos. It is a great Italian place that just has the best food. Man, Now I want that for dinner. MUST HAVE MAGGIANOS SOON!
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Costumes
For some strange and unexplained reason, I was thinking about Halloween today. Yeah, yeah, I know, a little early to be thinking of such things. And I won't mention that Jodie still has Halloween candy. And good candy too. Not just the old hard black and orange things no one eats. Or those really sour ones. No, she had Reese's and Hersey's. We always ate those first. Not to mention the Whoppers which are just the best.
Ok, got off track there. Sorry, I said I wouldn't mention her candy stash.
But I was thinking about costumes. I remember my oldest going as a Barbie rocker. Where she wore a little pink like business suit. But I had added sparkles and bricka brack. So, she was all shiny and dangly. I then did her makeup. Any rock star or budding prostitute would have been jealous, I tell ya.
There was the year that they went as peanuts. Not the kind you eat, but the kind that says..."Good grief Charlie Brown."
But, I have to say the most memorable year was the year that my mom died. She passed the day before Halloween. So, I did what I could to keep things as normal as possible. And keep in mind, NORMAL is a relative term around here.
My mom loved Halloween and she would have honestly sat up and bitched slapped me if she thought I had denied my kids trick or treats in order to go and be with people grieving and mourning. Wouldn't have flown with her. So, I called the funeral director and explained my problem. He was so nice about it. He told me I was in charge and could do what ever I needed to do. So, I took my kids trick or treating, then drove them still in costumes to the wake. My kids and my nieces and nephews all were dressed in costumes. It was what she would have wanted. I did get a few puzzled looks from a few people, but most understood I think. And honestly, I couldn't have cared if they hadn't.
So the night before the wake, and Halloween, I was up 'making' my then five year old son into a scare crow. I had a flannel shirt, overalls, and raffia. Lots and lots of raffia. The idea was to glue it around the sleeves and collar, so he would look like a scarecrow. It looked great, I put it on him, adjusted it, tucked it and sent him off to school for his party. Trouble was...he was pretty much glued in the outfit.
The teacher had to cut him out of it to go to the bathroom. He still could wear it though, just not glued completely into it. Poor thing. My excuse was I was insane right then. But damn he looked cute all glued into his little outfit. lol.
Oldest daughter went as Vanna White. She had a long blue sprinkly hoochy mama dress. And middle daughter, I believe was Glenda the good witch. All puffy and pretty.
They have been everything from Christmas trees, to huge stuffed tomatoes, to Rainbow bright and bunny rabbits.
Man, I can't wait to be a grandma and do this stuff again. I miss them not dressing up. But then again, I do always have Buckley Farmstead Days to fall back on. And ebay has given me some really awesome dresses for that. our 4 h group has to dress up in 1910 period clothes and sell hot dogs and baked potatoes. Everyone has to dress up and be in character for the day. The farmstead has wagon rides, demos on everything from candle making, to how to make corn husk dolls. They give tours of the farm and house. Really cool, and It is a fun day, but it too has kinda gone with along with Halloween. To old to dress up, they say. People they know, might actually see them, they say. lol.
I just kinda got tired of seeing people too. People NO ONE else sees. But, it is still fun. The lower barn kinda creeps me out though. I stay out of that one. But all in all. I do get my dress up fix.
Ok, got off track there. Sorry, I said I wouldn't mention her candy stash.
But I was thinking about costumes. I remember my oldest going as a Barbie rocker. Where she wore a little pink like business suit. But I had added sparkles and bricka brack. So, she was all shiny and dangly. I then did her makeup. Any rock star or budding prostitute would have been jealous, I tell ya.
There was the year that they went as peanuts. Not the kind you eat, but the kind that says..."Good grief Charlie Brown."
But, I have to say the most memorable year was the year that my mom died. She passed the day before Halloween. So, I did what I could to keep things as normal as possible. And keep in mind, NORMAL is a relative term around here.
My mom loved Halloween and she would have honestly sat up and bitched slapped me if she thought I had denied my kids trick or treats in order to go and be with people grieving and mourning. Wouldn't have flown with her. So, I called the funeral director and explained my problem. He was so nice about it. He told me I was in charge and could do what ever I needed to do. So, I took my kids trick or treating, then drove them still in costumes to the wake. My kids and my nieces and nephews all were dressed in costumes. It was what she would have wanted. I did get a few puzzled looks from a few people, but most understood I think. And honestly, I couldn't have cared if they hadn't.
So the night before the wake, and Halloween, I was up 'making' my then five year old son into a scare crow. I had a flannel shirt, overalls, and raffia. Lots and lots of raffia. The idea was to glue it around the sleeves and collar, so he would look like a scarecrow. It looked great, I put it on him, adjusted it, tucked it and sent him off to school for his party. Trouble was...he was pretty much glued in the outfit.
The teacher had to cut him out of it to go to the bathroom. He still could wear it though, just not glued completely into it. Poor thing. My excuse was I was insane right then. But damn he looked cute all glued into his little outfit. lol.
Oldest daughter went as Vanna White. She had a long blue sprinkly hoochy mama dress. And middle daughter, I believe was Glenda the good witch. All puffy and pretty.
They have been everything from Christmas trees, to huge stuffed tomatoes, to Rainbow bright and bunny rabbits.
Man, I can't wait to be a grandma and do this stuff again. I miss them not dressing up. But then again, I do always have Buckley Farmstead Days to fall back on. And ebay has given me some really awesome dresses for that. our 4 h group has to dress up in 1910 period clothes and sell hot dogs and baked potatoes. Everyone has to dress up and be in character for the day. The farmstead has wagon rides, demos on everything from candle making, to how to make corn husk dolls. They give tours of the farm and house. Really cool, and It is a fun day, but it too has kinda gone with along with Halloween. To old to dress up, they say. People they know, might actually see them, they say. lol.
I just kinda got tired of seeing people too. People NO ONE else sees. But, it is still fun. The lower barn kinda creeps me out though. I stay out of that one. But all in all. I do get my dress up fix.
Friday, April 13, 2007
From boys to men
I just finished reading a charming story by one of our own bloggers. Hot Toddy. This is his first, to my knowledge published work, unless you take into consideration all the plays he's written and performed in. A talented guy to be sure! I loved it.
Please, give it a read, and uh, Mr, Todd...I know for a fact there are more then twelve of us who check out your blog. lol.
Book Description:
More than an anthology of coming out stories, From Boys to Men is a stunning collection of essays about what it is like to be gay and young, to be different and be aware of that difference from the earliest of ages. In these memoirs, coming out is less important than coming of age and coming to the realization that young gay people experience the world in ways quite unlike straight boys. Whether it is a fascination with soap opera, an intense sensitivity to their own difference, or an obsession with a certain part of the male anatomy, gay kids — or kids who would eventually identify as gay — have an indefinable but unmistakable gay sensibility. Sometimes the result is funny, sometimes it is harrowing, and often it is deeply moving.Essays by lauded young writers like Alex Chee (Edinburgh), Aaron Hamburger (Faith for Beginners), K. M. Soehnlein (The World of Normal Boys), Trebor Healy (Through It Came Bright Colors), Tom Dolby (The Trouble Boy),David Bahr, and Austin Bunn, are collected along with those by brilliant, newcomers such as Todd Pozycki, Michael McAllister, Jason Tougaw, Viet Dinh, and the wildly popular blogger, Joe.My.God.
More than an anthology of coming out stories, From Boys to Men is a stunning collection of essays about what it is like to be gay and young, to be different and be aware of that difference from the earliest of ages. In these memoirs, coming out is less important than coming of age and coming to the realization that young gay people experience the world in ways quite unlike straight boys. Whether it is a fascination with soap opera, an intense sensitivity to their own difference, or an obsession with a certain part of the male anatomy, gay kids — or kids who would eventually identify as gay — have an indefinable but unmistakable gay sensibility. Sometimes the result is funny, sometimes it is harrowing, and often it is deeply moving.Essays by lauded young writers like Alex Chee (Edinburgh), Aaron Hamburger (Faith for Beginners), K. M. Soehnlein (The World of Normal Boys), Trebor Healy (Through It Came Bright Colors), Tom Dolby (The Trouble Boy),David Bahr, and Austin Bunn, are collected along with those by brilliant, newcomers such as Todd Pozycki, Michael McAllister, Jason Tougaw, Viet Dinh, and the wildly popular blogger, Joe.My.God.
Friday, April 06, 2007
UBER ANNOYED
Where, oh where did the word UBER come from? If I hear one more person say anything uber I will surely spit!
"Man, it was UBER cool." "Their sandwich's are just UBER fantastic."
Where did this word start? and when did it sneak into society? and who ever brought it, uses it or just throws it around willy nilly...SHOULD BE SHOT!
...it is just such a freaking annoying word. I don't know why it bothers me, it just does.
So, stop it, before I am forced to use my uzi upon your uber.
"Man, it was UBER cool." "Their sandwich's are just UBER fantastic."
Where did this word start? and when did it sneak into society? and who ever brought it, uses it or just throws it around willy nilly...SHOULD BE SHOT!
...it is just such a freaking annoying word. I don't know why it bothers me, it just does.
So, stop it, before I am forced to use my uzi upon your uber.
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Strange dreams
Boy, I've had some really bizarre dreams lately. And nope, no good drugs were involved.
The other night I dreamt that I was working in London, in the same building as the BBC. It was a tall skyscraper type of building (no idea what kind of building the BBC is actually in) The building was suddenly being evacuated to the roof. We came out on the roof out of an elevator to find MI5 snipers shooting and being shot at from other roofs. The lady I was with and I ducked down and tried to figure out what the hell was going on. People were scrambling all over the place.
About this time I look over a railing to a lower level roof and there were these creatures. They looked to have been human men at some point but now looked like a combination of both dogs and pigs. They ran like pigs, and their were maybe eight or nine of them.
At this point we heard that this same thing was happening all over the world. All the major cities were having this same scenario going on.
The funny thing about the creatures was the lady and I who were watching them, didn't seem at all surprised that they were once human, but more interested in why they were on this roof. lol.
There was also huge cruise ships that were washed up on shores, millions of people dead all over the world.
A very strange dream. It is one of those dreams that won't go away. I keep remembering it or at least parts of it. Interesting.
The other night I dreamt that I was working in London, in the same building as the BBC. It was a tall skyscraper type of building (no idea what kind of building the BBC is actually in) The building was suddenly being evacuated to the roof. We came out on the roof out of an elevator to find MI5 snipers shooting and being shot at from other roofs. The lady I was with and I ducked down and tried to figure out what the hell was going on. People were scrambling all over the place.
About this time I look over a railing to a lower level roof and there were these creatures. They looked to have been human men at some point but now looked like a combination of both dogs and pigs. They ran like pigs, and their were maybe eight or nine of them.
At this point we heard that this same thing was happening all over the world. All the major cities were having this same scenario going on.
The funny thing about the creatures was the lady and I who were watching them, didn't seem at all surprised that they were once human, but more interested in why they were on this roof. lol.
There was also huge cruise ships that were washed up on shores, millions of people dead all over the world.
A very strange dream. It is one of those dreams that won't go away. I keep remembering it or at least parts of it. Interesting.
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