Yesterday I was reminded how I used to come up with some really cool ideas while walking on my treadmill. I'll use this thread or blog post for those thoughts. I'm all alone here in my own little world, right? Here's my first one: Don't blame me cause you can't write. If I can write with YOU around you can sure as hell (mild swearing ) write with me around. After all, there's 99 of you & only one of me. Seriously? Testing
growing older (I refuse to say old anymore. I went along with it for awhile but not anymore! Not for me!) is that you really learn to appreciate things you've never noticed before. I watched the latest in the Divergent Series with my daughter last night & really enjoyed the movie & her company (as always) and enjoyed her enjoyment, as well! It was a pleasant experience. I've never been a BIG fan of fantasy & science fiction (tho, I LOVE the Hunger Games Series, Matrix, & Blade - I can name on one hand what I really like, so far). It always seemed so unreal to me. Except for erotic fantasy - always real! But I noticed last night how much more believable fantasy & science fiction are to me now. Holograms appearing on your windshield to show you the way - now THAT is really cool!
I have to start somewhere. Family Memories This is something I've always wondered about. My first memory is of a little girl with curly blonde hair in a dark room. Her mom & dad have just placed her in her crib & she's pissed off, crying. She's standing up - won't lay down like her parents want her to. She has on a red corduroy jumper. Thick, it looks new & expensive. The odd thing about this memory is that I'm sure it was me. Or was it? Cause I'm watching this scene. It could've been my little sister. For a long time I thought the memory (I've never forgotten it) was of my little sister but the longer I live the more I think it was me. I suppose that's the way memories are - like watching yourself, sort of like a dream. I've read in dreams we are every character in the dream.
Just posting thoughts here & hope there's no imposition. Don't you hate it when someone thinks you're thinking what they're thinking?
I love to do this (esp after too much caffeine ) - write (or use as a writing prompt) & illustrate with photography, art, collage, decoupage, paper mache, anything I think about or can get my hands on. I'm wondering if anyone else likes to do this too. Recently a friend gave me a few encyclopedias from the 1960s. So far I've written a couple of poems using the information there & the photography. I hope to do more. One of the books is entitled 'The Life of the Ocean'. I'm hesitant to post the photography I scanned but here's the poem: Sargussum You won't see her in her rich brown shell, orange berries. and tiny black tubeworms. She is protected from her enemies and disguised from her prey. If you swim too close she'll open her huge mouth and swallow you as your churning dirty water rushes in.
I'm fascinated with what I've read here about role play. Far beyond my imagination, or at least the technical part. In the past I haven't been a big fan of science fiction or fantasy. I have an idea for a game if I could ever get it out of my head and in writing. It would be about a world where there are no prisons. Everyone is free. There are evil people, lots of evil people, but it's up to the common population to create ways to keep them away from the innocent. For instance, let's say you have a very cruel person who targets happy people. So the benevolent players provide a really positive place for him where he's loved & cared for. And this won't work, of course, because envy & jealous is his problem. (In my opinion, that's ALWAYS the core of the problem. Eg Satan was thrown out of heaven because he was envious of God.) Problems will arise because we never really know what motivates evil but that could be part of the game. Maybe that could be part of the game - trying to figure that out. So it really wouldn't be a game of fantasy but maybe psychology? I don't know. I admit. I'm making all of this up as I go along. Except the main idea. That could get really elaborate. You could have wars & guns & secret elections. It wouldn't have to all be about the mind. The main point would be that there are no formal laws so good people have to trick bad people in order to protect the innocent. You can't just lock them up like we do in real life.
a poem I wrote at work today: Violent Peace 99 miles per hour pistols, rifles bullet archive split lip, nose bleed super (broken) woman peace is not a quick visit to ground zero a mumble-mantra it's not a turn of the cheek but a war of choice and regret everyday more than one once
I think this might be what I'm looking for. I've tried blogs before but I'm not that interesting. Takes a lot of talent to have viewers & get a few replies. Not that I need replies, but you know what I mean. Maybe a blog within a website will be different. At least I can fool myself into believing someone might be taking a look now and then. I'm needy - but please don't abuse that remark. Now I'll press create & see what happens.