It's after 3:30am here, can't sleep. I haven't had insomnia for awhile. Ever have one of those moments where you doubt yourself completely?
Like you think you left the window open but when you go into the room it's closed. It's one of those nights.
I don't know Herman, Mr. Scratchy, why I came in there right now? Maybe just to say good night to you...
Goodnight Herman, sweet dreams.
Saturday, August 31, 2013
Friday, August 30, 2013
Post-it 30th Aug 2013
for some bizarre reason, my left arm hurts? I know I didn't hurt it, is it something on your end Mr. Scratchy? Did you injure your left arm?
Hello!
Been a few days Herman. I've been writing. Now, taking a night off. Yes, taking a night off of writing, so there might not be a segment on the fairy tale before Sunday. Haven't made up my mind yet. Long weekend here.
Well, Herman, we need something new. Something filled with daffodils and sunflowers.
I think you're reading this, an eyebrow raised dressed in a pair of very worn dark jeans, bare feet, hair unwashed, and that cup of tea in hand. I once said I thought you used a mug with a sticker on it, I think I said Ninja Turtles but that was like two years ago and I'm very lazy not wanting to check the blog so lets run with it...I think you've got a new mug that someone gave you to replace the other one cause it broke. Yeah, I think it was knocked off the table and smashed, and you were given another cutesy mug to replace it with ...The Avengers on it, or Spider-Man.
Hope all is well in your real world. Smile, it's just me.
Hello!
Been a few days Herman. I've been writing. Now, taking a night off. Yes, taking a night off of writing, so there might not be a segment on the fairy tale before Sunday. Haven't made up my mind yet. Long weekend here.
Well, Herman, we need something new. Something filled with daffodils and sunflowers.
I think you're reading this, an eyebrow raised dressed in a pair of very worn dark jeans, bare feet, hair unwashed, and that cup of tea in hand. I once said I thought you used a mug with a sticker on it, I think I said Ninja Turtles but that was like two years ago and I'm very lazy not wanting to check the blog so lets run with it...I think you've got a new mug that someone gave you to replace the other one cause it broke. Yeah, I think it was knocked off the table and smashed, and you were given another cutesy mug to replace it with ...The Avengers on it, or Spider-Man.
Hope all is well in your real world. Smile, it's just me.
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
Editing sucks man
Was watching an episode of Sex and the City on tv while at mom's today. It was on one of the channels that edits the episodes to be able to air them at lunch time. Over half the show was chopped out of the airing. Which made it really difficult to follow, and if you are like me and have seen every episode more then once, it's annoying.
Speaking of editing oneself, I'm getting ready to take one of the main characters in my fairy tale through the emotional wringer, so Mr. Scratchy, tell the rest of the Pack and Dimmer and whomever else in the locker room that is reading the fairy tale, heads up. I want to say that I'm going to put my heroes through hell.
The sex, the betrayal, the blood curdling screams...oh yeah baby. My little written soap opera is really close to my heart.
What is it about soap operas that makes people so addicted? Seriously, you should know the answer to this, you work on/in one every day. Wrestling is the greatest form of soap opera there is because it's done with audience participation.
I'm thinking too much again. I'm in writing mode, and just thought I'd write a quick post on here before getting back to my fairy tale. Working on the part for tomorrow's post.
Okay Herman, hope you're having a howling good evening. Smile, smirk and snarl babe.
Speaking of editing oneself, I'm getting ready to take one of the main characters in my fairy tale through the emotional wringer, so Mr. Scratchy, tell the rest of the Pack and Dimmer and whomever else in the locker room that is reading the fairy tale, heads up. I want to say that I'm going to put my heroes through hell.
The sex, the betrayal, the blood curdling screams...oh yeah baby. My little written soap opera is really close to my heart.
What is it about soap operas that makes people so addicted? Seriously, you should know the answer to this, you work on/in one every day. Wrestling is the greatest form of soap opera there is because it's done with audience participation.
I'm thinking too much again. I'm in writing mode, and just thought I'd write a quick post on here before getting back to my fairy tale. Working on the part for tomorrow's post.
Okay Herman, hope you're having a howling good evening. Smile, smirk and snarl babe.
Monday, August 26, 2013
Post-it note Aug 26th 2013
Herman,
What ya doin?
Caught the show tonight, and have to say, the social site was a buzzing with giddiness over the whole topic of posterboy-ability. Everyone has their opinion on who should be the identifying wrestler.
Me, personally, I think it should right now be Rebel without a Cause. Yeah I do.
I am always glad to see him given the spotlight as he was tonight. I did give a gasp at one point with the couple of falls he took. Every time I see his matches where he takes hard knocks like that off of heights, I wonder how he manages to survive let alone get up and continue?
Dimmer looked good tonight. There was a scene of pit stains but I think I'm the only one who bothers to look. It's good, means he has a flaw.
And it's always good to see Werewolf King with that evil smirk on his face during the Pack matches. He doesn't smile on camera enough. Why is that?
Okay, Mr. Scratchy, I imagine you checking in tonight, letting out a deep sigh, maybe a burp crunching on anti-acids. Maybe you had tomato sauce based dinner? I don't know, first thing that popped into my head. I think you are standing there, reading this, small smirk on your face showing this to your buddy, who is leaning over your shoulder reading out loud.
Caught you didn't I? Anyways, I think you're unwinding for the night, and are checking in because you need that giggle factor. Dressed in a pair of shorts, grey of course, and a faded torn t-shirt.
The fairy tale... in case you haven't caught up tonight...oh-ho-ho my lovely twist of barbed wire, is getting sinister. Well, as sinister as I can get on a PG sanctioned blog. The character based on Mad Hatter, he's just hit a place of no return.
Okay Herman, I have to be getting back to the fairy tale now, writing the piece that will be posted tomorrow.
As always Mr. Scratchy, I hope I made you smile.
What ya doin?
Caught the show tonight, and have to say, the social site was a buzzing with giddiness over the whole topic of posterboy-ability. Everyone has their opinion on who should be the identifying wrestler.
Me, personally, I think it should right now be Rebel without a Cause. Yeah I do.
I am always glad to see him given the spotlight as he was tonight. I did give a gasp at one point with the couple of falls he took. Every time I see his matches where he takes hard knocks like that off of heights, I wonder how he manages to survive let alone get up and continue?
Dimmer looked good tonight. There was a scene of pit stains but I think I'm the only one who bothers to look. It's good, means he has a flaw.
And it's always good to see Werewolf King with that evil smirk on his face during the Pack matches. He doesn't smile on camera enough. Why is that?
Okay, Mr. Scratchy, I imagine you checking in tonight, letting out a deep sigh, maybe a burp crunching on anti-acids. Maybe you had tomato sauce based dinner? I don't know, first thing that popped into my head. I think you are standing there, reading this, small smirk on your face showing this to your buddy, who is leaning over your shoulder reading out loud.
Caught you didn't I? Anyways, I think you're unwinding for the night, and are checking in because you need that giggle factor. Dressed in a pair of shorts, grey of course, and a faded torn t-shirt.
The fairy tale... in case you haven't caught up tonight...oh-ho-ho my lovely twist of barbed wire, is getting sinister. Well, as sinister as I can get on a PG sanctioned blog. The character based on Mad Hatter, he's just hit a place of no return.
Okay Herman, I have to be getting back to the fairy tale now, writing the piece that will be posted tomorrow.
As always Mr. Scratchy, I hope I made you smile.
Friday, August 23, 2013
post-it Aug 23rd 2013
Herman,
How are you tonight?
I think you're checking in tonight, in between stuff. Sitting there in those grey pajamas, eating oatmeal and having a cup of tea.
Something tells me this is a bad night for communication, cause things have been weird with everyone. Both online and in real life.
But this is me, reaching out anyways. Grabbing your... attention.
and as always, I hope Mr. Scratchy, I've brought a small smile to your lips.
How are you tonight?
I think you're checking in tonight, in between stuff. Sitting there in those grey pajamas, eating oatmeal and having a cup of tea.
Something tells me this is a bad night for communication, cause things have been weird with everyone. Both online and in real life.
But this is me, reaching out anyways. Grabbing your... attention.
and as always, I hope Mr. Scratchy, I've brought a small smile to your lips.
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Dirty Laundry 31
My aunt, Walsh's mom was over for a bit tonight visiting my mom. Walsh came to pick her up, and hung out for awhile cause she wasn't wanting to head back to her over heated apartment. Whole reason I crashed at mom's last two days, air conditioning. We had a +30C with a +38C humidex today, and I can't function in the heat.
Walsh caught up with the fairy tale while he was here.
"So you are going to turn it into a love story?"
Me-:"There will be grave robbers and a ghostly possession coming. And yes, I think it's time to let it lean that way a bit." he shook his head at me then shrugged. "You don't agree?"
Walsh-:"I wouldn't. Unless, you're trying to prove something." he elbowed me laughing. I glared hitting his knee. "It's so obvious where you're going with the character based on Mad Hatter."
Me-:"Obvious? Obvious to who? I've got a cunning plan in the works. I'm hoping that the few readers..."
Walsh-:"ie the Pack and Dimmer."
Me-:"...I have will be surprised by the romance. Few more readers then just them."
Walsh-:"Sorry. There's me, and Ben, and that one ex of yours. That's eight."
Me-:"You're so not funny. Few more then that; but anyways." I stood up stretching getting myself a cup of coffee. "Point being, I can't tell what my regular readers are liking the most. I thought the more paranormal stuff would be more interesting, which seems to get a lot of hits, but the few scenes I've done that are romance-like have gotten double the hits of the rest of it. And I've sort of written it so that all the male characters could end up being the romantic interest, so it's not just one character that seems to get the readers attention."
Walsh-:"Open comments then."
Me-:"They are. No one leaves comments. Like ever. But..." I spilled my coffee on myself and mom's rug, which I had to quickly clean. "But, I saw something the other night, that made me think Dimmer might be getting a kick out of it."
Walsh-:"Dimmer?" I nodded, pulling up the promo I was talking about. "How do you get Dimmer liking the fairy tale out of two words?"
Me-:"Shut up. I think he digs it. Think they all get a laugh out of it. I mean, there is so much more I'd like to write in it, but the blog is listed as a PG sanctioned blog. I can only get away with so much." I refilled my half empty cup. "If it was a proper novel, there would be swearing, more blood and violence, and by now at lest three sex scenes."
Walsh-:"That would be cool. I do like it, I think it's funny and I'm sure Mad Hatter does too."
Walsh caught up with the fairy tale while he was here.
"So you are going to turn it into a love story?"
Me-:"There will be grave robbers and a ghostly possession coming. And yes, I think it's time to let it lean that way a bit." he shook his head at me then shrugged. "You don't agree?"
Walsh-:"I wouldn't. Unless, you're trying to prove something." he elbowed me laughing. I glared hitting his knee. "It's so obvious where you're going with the character based on Mad Hatter."
Me-:"Obvious? Obvious to who? I've got a cunning plan in the works. I'm hoping that the few readers..."
Walsh-:"ie the Pack and Dimmer."
Me-:"...I have will be surprised by the romance. Few more readers then just them."
Walsh-:"Sorry. There's me, and Ben, and that one ex of yours. That's eight."
Me-:"You're so not funny. Few more then that; but anyways." I stood up stretching getting myself a cup of coffee. "Point being, I can't tell what my regular readers are liking the most. I thought the more paranormal stuff would be more interesting, which seems to get a lot of hits, but the few scenes I've done that are romance-like have gotten double the hits of the rest of it. And I've sort of written it so that all the male characters could end up being the romantic interest, so it's not just one character that seems to get the readers attention."
Walsh-:"Open comments then."
Me-:"They are. No one leaves comments. Like ever. But..." I spilled my coffee on myself and mom's rug, which I had to quickly clean. "But, I saw something the other night, that made me think Dimmer might be getting a kick out of it."
Walsh-:"Dimmer?" I nodded, pulling up the promo I was talking about. "How do you get Dimmer liking the fairy tale out of two words?"
Me-:"Shut up. I think he digs it. Think they all get a laugh out of it. I mean, there is so much more I'd like to write in it, but the blog is listed as a PG sanctioned blog. I can only get away with so much." I refilled my half empty cup. "If it was a proper novel, there would be swearing, more blood and violence, and by now at lest three sex scenes."
Walsh-:"That would be cool. I do like it, I think it's funny and I'm sure Mad Hatter does too."
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Do we fear love?
Do we fear love?
When I say we, I mean society in general. I was just watching a movie about a woman who survived an abusive relationship, and my mind wandered. Wandered to my own love life and past relationships, to my writing and some of the ideals we have, that I have about men and heroes/bad boys. To my current fairy tale. The metaphors I'm using in it, the iconic imagery I'm using to define situations. To deal with my own personal issues.
Cause that's what writers do. We try to deal with our personal issues, dissect them and fix what needs fixing in our lives, no matter what anyone thinks, that's what writers do.
I think I fear love. How crazy is that? The thing I've been hunting for my whole life, that I've been dreaming of, whining about not having, striving for; I think it's my biggest fear.
And that fear has got to come from someplace.
The term, be careful what you wish for you just might get it, seems to be the quote of the week for me. Quote of the decade.
What happens if I find it?
When I say we, I mean society in general. I was just watching a movie about a woman who survived an abusive relationship, and my mind wandered. Wandered to my own love life and past relationships, to my writing and some of the ideals we have, that I have about men and heroes/bad boys. To my current fairy tale. The metaphors I'm using in it, the iconic imagery I'm using to define situations. To deal with my own personal issues.
Cause that's what writers do. We try to deal with our personal issues, dissect them and fix what needs fixing in our lives, no matter what anyone thinks, that's what writers do.
I think I fear love. How crazy is that? The thing I've been hunting for my whole life, that I've been dreaming of, whining about not having, striving for; I think it's my biggest fear.
And that fear has got to come from someplace.
The term, be careful what you wish for you just might get it, seems to be the quote of the week for me. Quote of the decade.
What happens if I find it?
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