A friend of mine has acted in a movie that needs some help getting the final touches put on it. They have started a kickstarter page in the attempt to do this. The story looks like it will be fairly kick ass. Go find out more at: http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1627973257/redd-the-most-bad-ass-indie-scifi-adventure-movie?ref=search
Here's a short from their page:
Not only will you be helping get this movie out, but they will provide you with a little something for your help, just depends on how much you can help.
The Trailer:
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Sunday, May 20, 2012
It Has Been Too Long
Finally, the hecticness of school is over. I have graduated with my 2 year degree and 3 certifications.
If you will notice, the gentleman in the right of the picture and the lady in the left of the picture are laughing. This is because this is minute #6 or 7 of being onstage after the photographer's lighting, laptop, and camera went cascading. So I was stuck up there until they fixed it. (Yay! <- and that my dears is sarcasm.) Well at this point our school president had leaned over the microphone and told the photographer to take her time, he was enjoying holding my hand. Did I mention I am incredibly shy and this building is PACKED with people. and I can see myself on two large screens turning every shade of red...
Well let's just say that I was up there nearly 10 minutes (which my family loved because they actually had an opportunity to get some photos.) I definitely will NEVER forget my graduation day. LOL.
But all the hecticness of school will be replaced by the hecticness of getting our house set up (real YAY!!!!) and by planning Richie and my wedding. Which is just in 3 months and a few days...YIKES.
We decided on a literary theme, as that is how we met and the one thing that is always a topic between us: books. I will be making my dress, creating my bouquet, making the table centerpieces, etc. etc. We are trying to keep it as cheap as possible in order to be able to afford our new home.
So if you are interested, I will post what I make for the wedding with pics through the process (which the dress will not be able to be done this way as I didn't think to do that before I'd started making it, SORRY!) But the centerpieces and bouquet will be shared. So stop by throughout the summer for wedding and house updates, and of course I'll drag out some writing stuff to share with you all. Hope you each have a blessed summer!
If you will notice, the gentleman in the right of the picture and the lady in the left of the picture are laughing. This is because this is minute #6 or 7 of being onstage after the photographer's lighting, laptop, and camera went cascading. So I was stuck up there until they fixed it. (Yay! <- and that my dears is sarcasm.) Well at this point our school president had leaned over the microphone and told the photographer to take her time, he was enjoying holding my hand. Did I mention I am incredibly shy and this building is PACKED with people. and I can see myself on two large screens turning every shade of red...
Well let's just say that I was up there nearly 10 minutes (which my family loved because they actually had an opportunity to get some photos.) I definitely will NEVER forget my graduation day. LOL.
But all the hecticness of school will be replaced by the hecticness of getting our house set up (real YAY!!!!) and by planning Richie and my wedding. Which is just in 3 months and a few days...YIKES.
We decided on a literary theme, as that is how we met and the one thing that is always a topic between us: books. I will be making my dress, creating my bouquet, making the table centerpieces, etc. etc. We are trying to keep it as cheap as possible in order to be able to afford our new home.
So if you are interested, I will post what I make for the wedding with pics through the process (which the dress will not be able to be done this way as I didn't think to do that before I'd started making it, SORRY!) But the centerpieces and bouquet will be shared. So stop by throughout the summer for wedding and house updates, and of course I'll drag out some writing stuff to share with you all. Hope you each have a blessed summer!
Thursday, March 29, 2012
Abominable Poetry
Found another oldie on my old blog that was on myspace, it was about this guy who critiqued a lot of the Myspace poets. This one was written March 28, 2008, so yesterday was it's 4th birthday:
If there is something so abominable in this world as you Allow me to free myself from your reign of terror And watch it from afar. You send the scorching heat down upon us, And we, defending ourselves, Raise our voices in vain to the heavens From whence your words, They came. You have lasted many years longer Than many of us have been alive To toil with our pens And our blank pads of paper. And we try not to stand in awe Of the way you tear our work apart, As though instead of stone It is but a feathered bed of fragile stuff. You slash through everything in sight, No one can claim themselves safe from this attack. Words that twist our hearts in the agony Of having literary children, That, by you, have been rebuked. Yet we go on, knowing deep down That those sacrifices made Are the only way to make our way Slowly, but surely ahead. And those of us that can take it In stride and continue on our way, Bearing the new knowledge like a badge Instead of being contrite Like those that stand their ground and fight And fall behind, slowly, but surely Left behind because of their own vanity. Oh, abomination, That the multitude of voices claim that you are, Help me to wrap my mind Around its very own thoughts To change them into jewels Of worth, of magnitude Something rare That elsewhere cannot be found. Turn my words to something, That will cause a rush of feeling And earn a certain grasp of that reality. The reality that touches us all, No matter how rich, how poor, how big or how small. Again and again the words they are beat down, But every time they get back up They are that much stronger. That much more ready to go forth in the world, To hold their own against the other monsters That make ours seem so calm. And I watch each and each as they march on From this spot in which I hide, Trying to gain the strength I need in order to put myself forth. And meet the man who can tear me down, Yet in the same breath give me the tools To build myself back up and to travel on, And share these words with the public beyond.
If there is something so abominable in this world as you Allow me to free myself from your reign of terror And watch it from afar. You send the scorching heat down upon us, And we, defending ourselves, Raise our voices in vain to the heavens From whence your words, They came. You have lasted many years longer Than many of us have been alive To toil with our pens And our blank pads of paper. And we try not to stand in awe Of the way you tear our work apart, As though instead of stone It is but a feathered bed of fragile stuff. You slash through everything in sight, No one can claim themselves safe from this attack. Words that twist our hearts in the agony Of having literary children, That, by you, have been rebuked. Yet we go on, knowing deep down That those sacrifices made Are the only way to make our way Slowly, but surely ahead. And those of us that can take it In stride and continue on our way, Bearing the new knowledge like a badge Instead of being contrite Like those that stand their ground and fight And fall behind, slowly, but surely Left behind because of their own vanity. Oh, abomination, That the multitude of voices claim that you are, Help me to wrap my mind Around its very own thoughts To change them into jewels Of worth, of magnitude Something rare That elsewhere cannot be found. Turn my words to something, That will cause a rush of feeling And earn a certain grasp of that reality. The reality that touches us all, No matter how rich, how poor, how big or how small. Again and again the words they are beat down, But every time they get back up They are that much stronger. That much more ready to go forth in the world, To hold their own against the other monsters That make ours seem so calm. And I watch each and each as they march on From this spot in which I hide, Trying to gain the strength I need in order to put myself forth. And meet the man who can tear me down, Yet in the same breath give me the tools To build myself back up and to travel on, And share these words with the public beyond.
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