Thursday, February 10, 2011

Gloria Steinem

"Women are an oppressed class. Our oppression is total, affecting every facet of our lives. We are exploited as sex objects, breeders, domestic servants, and cheap labor. We are considered inferior beings, whose only purpose is to enhance men's lives. Our humanity is denied."-- Redstockings, feminist group of the 1970's.
"The emotional, sexual, and psychological stereotyping of females begins when the doctor says, 'It's a girl.'" -- Shirley Chisholm, the first black woman elected to Congress in 1969.
"Feminism is a socialist, anti-family, political movement that encourages women to leave their husbands, kill their children, practice witchcraft, destroy capitalism and become lesbians." -- Pat Robertson, public voice for 'conservative Christianity' in the United
States.
Women of the sixties faced, what is to me living in today's world, an unimaginable prejudice in the workforce, government and general society. Living in a male dominated capitalist society' women were expected not to want anything more out of their lives then to land good husbands, bring up their children and keep their households in order. Working outside the home was not acceptable or made easy other than for a few years as an office secretary before marriage.
"The future depends entirely on what each of us does every day; a movement is only people moving." -- Gloria Steinem
Don't dismiss me as crazy when I confess that I keep a roundtable of fictional characters in my head. These are the guys that I find myself asking for advice, wondering 'What would so and so do in this situation?', drawing inspiration from. They are the characters who are struck down and bring themselves up, individuals who forge battles (literally or figuratively) and start revolutions.
With that put aside but kept in mind, I find Gloria Steinem's life….almost fictional in it's marvel. I mean, here is a woman who was one of the key leaders in the second wave of the women's revolution, who went undercover as a Playboy bunny for three weeks in the name of writing an eyeopening article that she knew could quite possibly cost her her career! Forgive me for comparing her to certain heroes from novels.
Steinem knew her weapon of choice. "Writing is the only thing that, when I do it, I don't feel I should be doing something else," she said. She launched her freelance journalism career in 1962, writing for Esquire magazine (what Steinem called her first 'serious assignment') regarding the way women were forced to choose between marriage and a
career.
The next year Steinem was hired to write an article for Huntington Hartford's 'Show' magazine. She was determined to write about the conditions for women working as Playboy bunny's in clubs.
She was employed as a Playboy bunny in the New York Playboy Club. She held the job for a total of three weeks, silently observing. For five years after the controversial article about being a Playboy bunny was published, Steinem was unable to find work.  Steinem did not let her momentary shunning from publishing her work last for much longer. In 1968, she was hired at Clay Felker's newly founded 'New York' magazine.
Writing and planning, Steinem was a on a role. She co-founded the openly feminist 'Ms.' magazine. It was first born as a insert in a special edition of 'New York'. When the first independent issue hit the newsstand it's 300,000 copies sold out nationwide in a total of three days. The women of the sixties were ready for a change.
"The truth will set you free. But first, it will piss you off," Steinem wrote. She was day by day growing into the activist that she would be remembered as.  Steinem actively supported the Equal Rights Amendment as while as other laws backing up equality. She was a key player in bringing down various sex discriminatory laws. Steinem was realizing the power that she held in her writing. She was at work founding groups such as The Women's Action Alliance, Coalition of Labor Union Women, the Ms. Foundation for Women, Choice USA and the Women's Media Center.
"Power can be taken, but not given. The process of the taking is empowerment in itself," Steinem said. In 1969 she wrote the article titled 'After Black Power, Women's Liberation', striking a chord that quickly catapulted her into national fame.  Her voice and skeptical opinions were printed loud and clear. Her essay 'What It Would Be Like If Women Won' was published in 'Time' magazine and was followed by her outburst of articles featured in 'Newsweek', 'McCall's', 'People', 'New Woman, 'Ms.' and 'Parade'.
She made frequent appearances on popular news shows and television talk shows.
Steinem's name and what it stood for spread like wild fire. She seized the reputation as  poster girl for feminism and equality. On July 10th, 1971, Steinem and a handful of other prominent feminist leaders (notable mentions include Betty Friedan author of 'The Feminine Mystique', Myrlie Evers, Fannie Lou Hamer and then U.S. Representatives Bella Abzug and Shirley Chisholm) united, and founded the National Women's Political Caucus. Steinem stated in her memorable Address to the Women of America:
“This is no simple reform. It really is a revolution. Sex and race, because they are easy and visible differences, have been the primary ways of organizing human beings into superior and inferior groups and into the cheap labor on which this system still depends. We are talking about a society in which there will be no roles other than those chosen or those earned. We are really talking about humanism.”
Steinem moved on to become the editor in chief of the steadily growing 'Ms.' magazine whose viewership would later deem it as the movement’s most influential and prominent publication.
In the early 1980's Steinem was diagnosed with breast cancer and later in the early 1990's with trigeminal neuralgia. She successfully recovered from both. In 1992 Steinem's book 'Revolution from Within: A Book of Self-Esteem' was published and heavily criticized later in the year for "misrepresenting statistics regarding the incidence and lethality of anorexia nervosa."
At the age of 66, on September 3rd, 2000, Steinem married David Bale, an environmentalist and animal rights activist who was born in South Africa. Their marriage lasted only three years before Bale died due to brain lymphoma. In 2006 Steinem published her book 'Doing Sixty and Seventy.'
What amazes me most about Gloria Steinem's life's work is how she got started writing for newspapers. She wrote slyly, her prose daring to speak about what was really going on underneath the assumably utopian roof of the sixties house wife. The role was not as quaint as it was built up to be through television ads and in the minds of society.
Her writing became a lethal weapon that she brandished proudly as a key to expressing her voice. She strove towards equality and wrote articles which forced audiences out of the stereotypical mindset they possessed. She permanently sifted perspectives using her ability to write. It brought to light for me how if you care enough about something, and have enough fuel, writing will come to your aid.
On September 13th, 2009 Gloria Steinem made a keynote speech at the “Women and Power: Connecting Across The Generations” Conference at the Omega Institute.
"Watch the language. We have been given phrases like 'passing the torch'. Why is there only one torch I would like to know? We each have a torch. Am I giving up the torch? Not on your life! But I'm helping other people light their own torches," Steinem said.
Steinem's rebellion against the standards and expectations of women of her time gratified her with changes that saw happening before her eyes. It was a exciting time to be a woman, when women were on the rise, to feel the revolution in motion. Steinem helped ignite the gears of the revolution and watched it blaze. I'm getting goosebumps just thinking about it! I look up to Gloria Steinem for many reasons. But to narrow it down I'm only going to list three things I admire about her:
1. Her writing. Like I said before Steinem has taught me that your words are your weapons. She used her words to fight her battle. She was bold, she was daring, striking notes and bringing forth the reality of her surroundings.
2. Her realism. Steinem has a sense of humor. She seems like the kind of woman whose opinions you generally want to hear, the kind of person you want to discuss the book you just read with, or take to the movies. Maybe this feeling for her is partly because she always had an opinion. When asked if she was shocked by today's young women running around 'with their midriffs and their belly buttons, and their belly button rings exposed' Steinem answered, "Well, but I was wearing miniskirts and a button that said 'cunt' power."
  1. Perhaps it seems pretty predictable to list bravery in a list of things one would admire about Gloria Steinem. Honestly, though, what other word do you use to describe a woman like her? Who do you voice the pride you feel for changes she made in America, paving the way for my generation?
“Some of us are becoming the men we wanted to marry," Steinem noted. And it's because of her and other feminists that I can't imagine a society in which women are looked down upon. It's because of her that I possess a confidence in knowing that I can go out in the world and become whoever I want to be. I know I can get a job before I have children, I know I can choose never to get married or have children at all. It makes me proud to be a woman and see the progression we've made. It makes me proud of those who came before me and excited for the changes yet to come for those after me.
In conclusion, at her 2009 speech at the Omega Institute Steinem said,
"We have some discussion time, and I can’t resist laying on you one organizing idea. But I will leave that for the discussion time and look forward to learning from you, other guidelines, other ideas, of how we can unite across difference, learn from difference, realize humanity, and make a fan-fuckin’-tastic revolution."
So, thank you Gloria Steinem. Thank you for your bravery, and your unflinching ability to write what you see. Thank you for giving me someone to look up to and for showing me exactly what I can be. Thank you for passing the torch.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Inception

Dreams. They are intensely important to me, personally. I based my NaNoWriMo novel off of recurring nightmares I'd been having for weeks on end. I I spent months before I began writing researching lucid dreaming, dream theories, questioning reality and its limits. So, you can imagine, the incredible amount of anticipation I felt while viewing  the Inception preview for the first time in theaters.  I thought 'This is my world!' and other unbelievable geeky things like that. Dreams, honestly, are the raw source of all my inspiration for writing anything at all. My dreams are where my creativity blossoms, its where my ideas and my voice is born. 


Enough about what dreams mean to me. I just wanted to get that out so you can understand exactly how high expectations I had for this film. I know high exceptions are bad, especially for someone like me, who tends to judge (ha ha, yes I'm a hater). Well, guys, I saw the movie today. And without farther a due, here are my thoughts:

The film kicks off in the middle of the excitement, leaving audiences to fend for themselves when it comes to explanations (they'll get used it). The first half hour seemed to drag, with scrappy acting on Leonardo DiCaprio's part. His character comes off as shallow and a tad boring. Things starts looking up with the arrival of Ellen Page's character (Don't ask me to pronounce her name in the film. It's something long--that starts with an A) and it begins to explore the limits of reality. We start to realize exactly how awesome (and dangerous) this dream realm is. We begin to explore the realities.



I think I had a problem with the way the director handled this aspect-dreaming-that is. My favorite part was when Ellen Page starting dreaming for the first time. I expected more like that. Inside, I got violent gunfights and dramatic car chases. Come on, guys! Absolutely any summer blockbuster I watch can give me gunfights. 

You've chosen to write a movie about dreams! So keeps the focus on dreams. Cut back on the music. I mean, there is no denying that it gives you an adrenaline rush, but sometimes silence is the scariest thing there is. Don't be afraid to step outside the viewers comfort zone. Make it as awkward and dreamlike as possible. Dreams are the most tantalizing thing there is. Play with reality. Make my skin crawl! Please. I'm begging you. 


This film as so much potential. Don't get me wrong-it delivers! As we go deeper and deeper in the subconscious (this is why the movie is two hours and forty five minutes long), layer upon layer, dream within dream, the thrill builds. But that's it. The film leaves confusion where it trails and it leaves my imagination heavily unsatisfied. Now, let's talk about the my second favorite part.....THE ENDING. 



I've mentioned various times before how much I love twisted-you'd never see it coming-surprise endings. Really, nothing heightens my respect for a film that endings that whip around all of your previous assumptions  and cause audiences to gasp in unison. You know the kind. Shockers. 

On the this account no film knows how to handle shocker endings quite like Inception. Whoa. If you've seen the film, you know where I'm coming from. If you haven't, what are you doing reading this post anyway? Just when you think Inception will tie up with nice, sweet, formula happy ending, you get a hint that it might all have been.....a dream? I swear to God, this ending will no doubt keep me up all night attempting to unravel it. 

In the universe of my mind, this ending is either genius of sloppy. It asks questions and leaves them unanswered. Or does it actually ask you to think and work it out for yourself? I guess it's up to us to decide (no sequels please!)





Sunday, July 18, 2010

The Truman Syndrom

The scariest movie I've ever watched is The Truman Show. That may be quite a shocking statement coming from a self-confessed vampire enthusiast and horror movie junkie, but honestly guys, nothing gives me the creeps as much as this movie does. Need a plot summary? Okay, here's one I picked up off of  IMD:



 Truman is a man whose life is a fake one... The place he lives is in fact a big studio with hidden cameras everywhere, and all his friends and people around him, are actors who play their roles in the most popular TV-series in the world: The Truman Show. Truman thinks that he is an ordinary man with an ordinary life and has no idea about how he is exploited. Until one day... he finds out everything. Will he react?

He's been watched by millions of viewers worldwide. The people he knows and loves are actors with tiny microphones hidden in there ears that tell them what to say. There is a writers room where they discuss Truman's future.....this movie is genius (it's no wonder Jim Carrey's Truman made EW's 100 best characters from the past twenty years list, along with some of my other favs including Buffy Summers, Spongebob and Tony Stark). It's utterly horrifying, watching Truman came to unraveling realization that everything in his life is a lie.

I've seen this movie a few years ago and I've been diagnosed with what can only be deemed as the 'Truman Syndrom'. To explain, in a few words: I am completely convinced that my entrie life is a TV show. There, I said it. After feeling this way for at least a year, I'm finally coming out.

Seriously, I know I sound like a crazy person. But my theory explains a lot. I often think about my life in seasons and wonder why The Writers introducted a character, ect. For explame:

My parents got a divoriced becuase the actor who plays my dad wanted more time to spend with his real off- screen family.  He still wanted to be on the show, only he wanted to become a supporting character (in other words, he doesn't get paid as much).

Also check this out:

Season Twelve of my life was about moving on. There was a major character switch and introduction of a new cast. The Babauta family moved away mainly because the actress who play Chloe Babauta wanted to have an off-screen life and go to collage, considering that she'd been on the show since she was four. The Babauta's where also taken off in order to create waves, because viewers where complaining that the show had gotten too predictable.

Another obsevervation:

People have been cussing around me a lot more! I'm not freaking out or anything, but doesn't strike you as odd that all of sudden everyone at once would start to cuss around me? I'm thinking that they upped the rating. I'm thinking the show was moved from ABC to HBO. Right??

Yes, I'm considering seeing a therapist.

Come on, think about this in terms of you're life. Really. Just take a breather here and think. Trippy, huh? I know I sound incredibly self absorbed but......it really is trippy.

Any, that, blogings, is why my mother has to take extra precautions when deciding what movies to allow me to watch. Because I have what is classified in some societies as an 'OVER ACTIVE IMAGINATION'.

.........Or do I?

Thursday, March 18, 2010

In Which I Decide To Confuse Everyone By Changing My Cat's Names

Nope, I'm not kidding.

 Don't give me that look.

I have good reasons. It started with the urge. My dad's cat (mother of my cats) had kittens! Again (yes, this is a habit).

I'm sure I don't have to tell you how cute they are. And so tiny! They can fit into the palm of your hand. Len and I fell into  fits of "Ohhhhh, sooooo cute! Ohhhhhh, sooo soft! Soooooo tiny! Ohhhhhhh!" You get the picture.

I phoned home and gushed on about cuteness and softness and tinyness to my mother's dismay.

Mom: You guys know they won't stay kittens forever.

Sam: Yes. But they're so cute! And if we got them we could name them 'Louis' and 'Lestat'!

Mom: You already have cats.

Sam: But we could name them Louis and Lestat!

Mom: Why don't you just keep the cats at your dad's house?

Sam (pondering): Okay. But can we at least rename our cats?

Mom (laughing): What happens in six months when you get tired of Interview and regret naming them after the characters?

Sam: NEVER!

Because, although I admit I may get tired of the Vampire Chronicles, I will never get tired of the characters. They will be my life long friends. Who live inside of books.

So now Jinx is Lestat and Forest is Louis!

Just look at the similarities:



Brooding eyes, just like Louis



Blue eyes, just like Lestat

See? Lestat has blond hair and blue eyes. Cat Lestat, check (blond hair translates into white fur). Lestat is arrogant and a tad spoiled. Cat Lestat, check. Same goes for Louis/ cat Louis. No kidding. Just look at the pictures again.

On the Subject of Pronunciation:

How do you pronounce the name Louis?

See this video. Cracks me up every time.

How do you pronounce Lestat's name?

Here's what Laura Troise (with various contributions by numerous others) says (article from Anne Rice FAQ):

"There are three schools of thought on this:
Less-tat (rhymes with 'hat')
Luh-stat (also rhymes with 'hat')
Luh-staht (ah sounding like the 'o' in 'dot' or 'hot')"

While reading the novel aloud my mother and I used the third prounciation. Anne Rice uses the same prounciation. But in the film they tended to use the first form of prounciation. I was personally appalled. Less-tat just doesn't sound as vampire-y. When adressing my cat please use the Anne Rice way.

What happens if I adress your cat as 'Less-tat'?

You get sprayed (this also apiles for you adressing cat by old names).

Don't let this be you!

Thank you for reading and coping with my obsession!

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

From Bloodsucking to Fiddle De De

I just got this in the mail:

So far this book is amazing. Very candid. Anne Rice, in her own words talks about everything from first publication to the process of turning her novel into a movie.

She writes the kind of novels that make you really feel like writing but at the same time never, ever writing again because you know you can't possibly compare. Expect a biography of her life posted on this blog soon.

I also got this:

Oh. My. This book is breathtaking. I started reading it with my mom the other day and it has the same hold on me that one of personal favorites, Tuck Everlasting, did. Margaret Mitchell is the kind of writer whose work seeps into your soul, it drenches you in it's story and characters. Profound. Adictive.

I'm actually very talented when it comes to transitioning from this:



To this:



I love them both dearly. And I'll be posting reviews soon.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Archeology Essay

Perhaps what sparked my interest in archeology is because it is the study of past civilizations, therefore being the story of our past. And being an aspiring novelist, stories are the things that I generally live for. The story of our past......it's a complex and unexplored terrain that we must learn from if we ever plan on attending to our future. To able to unearth our own past as humans, as inhabitants of this earth.....to able to explore it and study and learn from the great rises and falls of our own species. An honor. To discover the footprints that man left behind, the tiny clues, carefully persevered bodies and secrets that past civilizations buried deep. The greatest story yet. The history of our world.

The word archeology derives from the Greek, fittingly translating into 'the study of what is ancient'. Very few artifacts of past civilizations actually endure the grueling test of time. Unless properly preserved, artifacts are likely to decay, be destroyed or simply fade as the centuries fly by. This makes an archaeologists mission in piecing together the great mystery of the past even harder. From the tiny clues that they are able to obtain they must attempt to learn more and dig deeper (no pun intended) into the tangle of what is left of the past. But how does an archaeologist proceed to uncovering theses artifacts? What is process that must be undertaken?

The archaeologist is first employed by either a museum, university, government or a private company before they are assigned an area. There are many steps an archaeologist must carefully follow in order to conduct a proper and legal archaeological expedition.

Area Research

Before an archaeologist can begin surveying an area they must first study the site's history and background. The archaeologist's team must learn of the people who'd once lived there and what kind of artifacts they might have left behind to better prepare them for the expedition.

Survey

An archaeologist's team survey's the area for any promising signs of artifacts. Sometimes, an archaeological team may chose to perform an aerial survey by tying cameras to airplanes or balloons (let's not forget the occasional kite) to get a birds eye view of the area. Other archaeologist's may chose to conduct a geopyshical survey, which in some cases can be an extremely effective way to see beneath the surface of the ground. Using a magnetometer to detect changes in the Earth's magnetic field, caused by iron artifacts and stone structures. Others still may chose to simply use a metal detector to sniff out metal artifacts under the surface.

Excavation

The site is now carefully uncovered, layer by layer. Archaeologist's ofter use shovels, hand picks, trowels, small brushes and dental picks to do the job. A essential part of the excavation process is recording. Every step of the expedition must be carefully written down or photographed. Larger finds must be photographed and mapped before being completely uncovered. Once uncovered, artifacts are bagged and labeled. The label must include the name of the archaeologist who discovered it as well as the site number.

Artifact Processing

Artifacts are taken to a museum to be cleaned and cataloged.

Analysis

The archaeologist's must study the artifacts and then attempt to figure out how they were used and time period they're from. The archaeologist must decipher as much data from the artifact as possible and then write a concluding report of all the information they were able to obtain from the artifact.

Curating

The artifacts are then expertly stored safely away by the museum workers so that they are available for future study.


The whole process seems thrilling to me. Being out there digging up the remains of our past and piecing them together for so that we may study them, learn from them so that we can avoid repeating our mistakes. We must do the best the we can for our world in the little time that we will be allowed to occupy it. We must leave behind artifacts for future civilizations so that they might learn from our mistakes. So that we can move on to make a better world but never, never forget our past. Time will keep moving forward, til we are all but ghosts of the past. Washed away by eternity. But never forgotten.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

My Brother is Pretty Awesome


Here's a link to the blog post Lennon wrote for me as a half birthday present. Len, best present ever!

And as a token for my gratitude, I have rewarded you with the Awesome Badge!

Thursday, February 11, 2010

Feeding The Addiction: The Movie

Well, bloglings. I've watched it. The movie I've been anticipating for weeks now. The movie that I've begged to be allowed to see. The movie whose preview I've watched at least ten times on You Tube. Yes. I'm talking about Interview With The Vampire.



Actually, it's been a few weeks since I've watched it. I know what you're thinking. 'What's taken you so long to blog about it, then? Huh, Sam? Don't you know you're being an irresponsible blogger? Leaving your readers to cope with their suspense?' or something along those lines.

I've been thinking about how to compose this post for a while. On some levels, I completely adored this movie. It's got an intriguing story line, beautifully created and portrayed characters, some pretty hilarious parts and just the right amount of horror. But in comparison to the novel? Don't start. I was a good girl. I didn't do ANY comparing during the movie.

It took a lot of contemplation. I've decided to tackle the review by breaking it up into parts. I've put a lot of thought into this post (can't you tell I take my movies seriously?). So, without farther a due, here it is:

Screen Play:

It's interesting how the screen play was written by Anne Rice, the author of the beloved novel, herself. I noticed that a lot of the best lines from the book were included. I appreciated that. The screen play did a great job of having us get to know the characters in only two hours.

The ending of the movie was very different from the ending of the book. I loved it! It did everything a great movie ending should do: it shocked, it gave a hint of what direction the characters lives would be heading in (with or without a continuing film) and it left a great after taste kind of feeling in your mind.

Believe it or not, I actually liked it better than the ending in the book. I think it's awesome that Ms. Rice changed the ending around herself, so you know that it was genuine to her characters and it was what she would want for them. More power to you.

Characters and How they were Portrayed:

Louis (pronounced the French way):




As our narrator, the vampire protagonist's face must portray the pain and confusion he feels once transformed. He's been described as a 'vampire with a mortals passion' and or, to put it simply, a whiner. I think Brad Pitt did a pretty good job of portraying him. You can really read the agony on his face as he watches mortals die at his hand and Claudia turning cruel.

Although, I think he could have done a better job portraying his and Claudia's relationship. There is something missing here. I understand that it must have been difficult to portray their relationship in visual format. Somethings just can't be brought over to the big screen. Somethings are so intimate, fragile and poetic that they just can't be translated.

Lestat:



Wow.

I've heard there has been much debate whether Tom Cruise would be suitable to play Lestat but, to put it frankly, I think he was just awesome.

He captured every aspect (from the lovable to the hate able) perfectly. From his manic laugh to his arrogant self, it was right on target. He manged to be comical and ignorant at the same time. Exactly how I imagined him. It was just like he jumped off the page.

I loved how all of his arguments with Claudia take place at the piano. You could really see his anger just by watching how hard he slammed down on the keys.

There's really not much else to say here. No words to describe this character expect, that he's Lestat. The brat prince.

Highest of compliments.

Claudia:

Hmmmm.

I understand how hard it must of been to cast a child actor to play Claudia. I mean, she's a child vampire. Over time she develops a woman's mind but she's forever trapped in a little girl's body. How do you get a child actor to portray the agony that Claudia feels, the agony that you can see in her eyes?

In the movie they used Claudia's character to act as comic relief. She craves blood as a mortal child might whine and crave for candy. I have to admit, the Claudia scenes are funny. But a major theme of the novel was the horrid truth of what it means to be immortal and how Louis and Claudia suffer from it.

But, if I was being fair (what a strain) I would say that Claudia was played with quite an impressive vengeance and feeling. But only if I was being fair.

Comparison To The Book:

With all that said, I think that the book was done justice. The character were (more or less) brought to life. The screenplay and ending were excellent.

Of course, many qualities of the book did not survive the process to the big screen. The poetic prose and lengthly descriptions are lost. So is the general tone of heartbreaking agony that the book so beautifully possessed.

But, as movie adaptations go, this was pretty well done. I love them both dearly (Just ask my mom. I'm constantly sprouting lines from the movie with no warning) but in entirely different ways and for entirely different reasons.

Bravo.
















Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Feeding The Addiction

It has stretched over an unbelievable amount of time. It has reached an unbelievable amount of books. It keeps growing. As uncontrollable and uncontaminated as the Hulk (minus the purple shorts). It is what drives me crazy, yet keeps me sane. I must continue to feed the addiction.

It is (key dramatic pause and fanfare, please) my love of paranormal fiction.

Vampires, ghosts, dreams, nightmares, full moons, chilling screams, stunning revelations, shocking truths in myths and legends, flowing blood, sharp teeth (the better to eat you with), dark secrets, fallen angels, the cursed, the damned.......

These are all things that make a novel (in my opinion) utterly fantastic.

Recently, I discovered a whole new level of vampiric amazement.

And it was called Anne Rice.


I found 'Interview With The Vampire' at Hafa Books one fateful afternoon and began reading it aloud with my mother. Evening after evening we curled up, clutching pillows, teeth chattering, sweating heavily, perched on the edge of our seats awaiting anxiously awaiting the next sentence.

I had know I idea there were people out there who could write a novel this........what is the word I'm looking for? Terrifying? Definitely. Poetic? Positively. But it was more.

Every description I could see so clearly. Every word the characters spoke echoed in my head long after they were read aloud to me. Every scene, every page, every paragraph, every sentence, every word. I clung to them all, desperately, like they were my life force, like they were the blood gushing from which I needed to survive. Why does this novel mean so much to me?

Perhaps because it was the first vampire novel I fed on thats description didn't involve the phrases 'inexplicably drawn to him' 'brooding and mysterious classmate' or any other sappy teen vampire crap I'd grown accustomed to.

I just had no idea that there were vampire novels like this out there. And now nothing else will satisfy the addiction.

P.S. My mom refuses to allow me to watch the movie until after we've finished the book but when we do I'll post the review.

Friday, January 1, 2010

Happy New Year, bloglings!

My New Year's resolution is to FINISH MY NOVEL! Yes, this is the same novel that was sparked from a series of nightmares I had, the same novel that I spent weeks researching at my local library, the same novel that kept me awake for some number of nights that escape me at this moment wondering what color eyes my main character had and whether to write the story in first person, the same novel that dragged me through the month of NaNoWriMo, the same novel that had me in tears when I lost pages of it to the Abyss (that place laptops send pages when they're in a bad mood and frankly don't think those pages are any good) until my mother made me Chai tea and my uncle Leo showed me how to retrive those precious pages.

Yes, that novel. Perphaps you can understand how we've gotten pretty close in this ongoing love hate relationship. This novel simply won't stop pestering me. And most likely won't until I've Finished It. Once and for all (but not really, because this is the kind of novel that will have kids who will grow to become it's sequels and learn from their ancestors how to keeps on pestering me until I've cranked out a whole series of those darn guys).

But in truth, I love that novel as much as it loves me. And we'll be together for a long time. Wish us luck!

Below I've posted 'Shiver' another author, Maggie Stiefvater, advice on goals and resolutions. Read through it! It may help you on your Yearly Resolutional Journey.

Note: I just realized that some of the pictures got cut off. If you want to view this post (and I highly recommend that you do) to it's full extent. Check out her blog


It’s that time of year again. The time of year where I start making my New Years Resolutions and then inflict a goals/ resolutions post upon everyone. (Yes, this is a habit.[http://m-stiefvater.livejournal.com/89996.html])

The truth is, me and resolutions are tight. I get righteously angry when I hear folks badmouthing New Years Resolutions. I grow pitifully sad when I hear people don’t have any goals for themselves. And then I get snarkily sniffy when I hear someone make an unwinnable goal without realizing it.

Here’s the thing about goals (and if you have already read 8,000 of my goal blog posts or heard me say this out loud before now, you can skip to the photos). A goal is like a bus. Let’s say you always wanted to get to Cleveland, for some reason. And suddenly a bus shows up outside your door. You say “whoo! buses go places!” and jump on. But you never say out loud that you want to go to Cleveland. You never tell the driver. You never really tell yourself. You just have this vague desire to see Cleveland.

Well, I tell you what. I can guarantee you that you will get someplace. And there’s a chance you might like that place. But I can also pretty much guarantee you it won’t be Cleveland. Seems obvious, doesn't it? but . . .

This is a life without goals. You might still enjoy yourself, but you might have ended up somewhere better and actually gotten your dreams if you’d made it a goal. And actually told someone else, so you became accountable.

Basically that’s what resolutions are: goals that become real because you wrote ‘em down. And they have an expiration date. One year later, they kick the bucket. They are at the time the most ordinary and magical thing in the world. Ordinary because a resolution, really, has no power. It’s just something you said. Something you wrote. You could break it if you want to. It won’t make things happen just because you happened to write it down. But they’re magical too because when I write my resolutions, I shape how my next year looks. I am literally crafting my own future, because for me, writing them down is a decision to pursue them. I change my life in the few hours it takes me to choose my goals for the year. Writing them down makes them concrete and a challenge. It tells me the person I’m going to be in 2010 -- the person I want to be.

That’s magical.

Now, that said, there’s good resolutions and bad ones. A good resolution is one that is

- largely in your control
- quantifiable


I’d also add, for me, that I like mine
- slightly out of my reach

I like the challenge of having to stretch to reach a goal. I also like to have a mix of easy and hard goals, because I like to have crossed off about half of them by June. Maggie likes the crossing off. With a big fat Sharpie. But if you make your goals too easy, you are defeating the purpose of them. Goals and resolutions are supposed to change who you are. If they're too easy, yes, you'll always hit the mark -- but you probably would've anyway. Shoot big and you'll win big.

Bad resolutions?

- mostly out of your control
- nebulous
- open-ended
- too ambitious
too far ahead of the game (not the same as too ambitious)


Examples of bad goals are: “get healthier in 2010.” What does that mean? When can you ever cross that off the list? How will you know when you’ve actually achieved that? It’s nebulous and open-ended. A better version of those would be: “get a gym membership” or “learn to cook ten different kinds of stir-fry” or “find a place to buy free-range, grain-fed beef” or “establish a 30 minute home exercise regimen.”


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Too ambitious are things like: “take over North America.” Too far ahead of the game is “take over United States.” Unless you’ve already started steps to take over the world, a better goal is: “win favor of local Congressman and infiltrate Virginia cheese shops.” First step to world takeover. Baby steps. Baby steps.

And goals that are out of your control aren’t great either, because you might still achieve them, but you can’t take credit. And more appropriately, if you can’t cross them off, it’s not because of you. They really belong on someone else’s list. That includes things like “debut on the NYT Bestseller List” “make husband take clown lessons” and “get made Employee of the Month” (unless employee of the month has certain steps you can take to get there).

There are some goals that sort of skirt the line, like “do sit ups for 15 minutes every day” -- it’s open-ended, so you can’t cross it off til the end of the year, but it is totally doable. I usually have one or two of those on my list, but a whole list of those would drive me batty.


Here are my resolutions for 2009, written last year.


1) finish LINGER on time

2) write RE: MYSELF (this is a secretive, uncontracted project)

3) *secret writing career goal that I can’t reveal at the moment*

4) *other secret writing career goal that I can’t reveal at the moment*

5) Talk to 1000 aspiring writers (well over)

Move house (just did)

7) Write/ record theme for SHIVER (two of them! you can hear them here!)

8) travel somewhere new on vacation (Savannah! whooo!)

become conversational with my spoken German

travel to the UK if I sell my UK rights before March (UK book tour! whooo!)

I did all of these but two, one of which I crossed out halfway through the year and changed to another (I switched “become conversational with my spoken German” to “become better friends with my guitar”)(see, one of those open-ended ones) and the other was write RE: MYSELF, which I thought would be my next in line to be published. Instead, I have another secretive project (man, too many of these) that’s coming next, and that’s the one I worked on. So I’m pretty cheery -- I feel like I really kept to the spirit of my resolutions.

Would I have done these things if I hadn’t written them down? Some of them. The easy ones. But all ten? Not. a. chance. They gave me purpose, direction, and drive. They gave me that bus to Cleveland. It’s especially important, I think, when you’re doing something creative with your life or when you’re not doing your writing, art, music, etc., for your living. It’s far too easy to say that you’ll work on your latest creative endeavor when the muse strikes you or that it’s not a priority because it’s not making you money. Believe me, doing something because you’re being paid for it is the least important reason of all to do anything. ANYTHING.

So I’m going to be working on ten new resolutions this month; I’ll have ‘em done by Christmas. Once again, it will completely define what I do with my year. I fully intend to smack 2010 around and generally make it succumb to my will.

How about you guys?

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Friday, October 23, 2009

How to Kitten Proof Your House


My cats have discovered the upstairs bathroom. As you can imagine, this could only lead to disaster.
They've successfully chewed (yes, chewed) their through two roles of toilet paper! I don't know if they're teething or what but lately they've REALLY been into chewing things. I thought that was just dogs! When I've got my face in a book Jinx will chew his way through that book (I guess he's just jealous, that book being in his usual spot in my lap). The Cottonelle puppy totally doesn't desevere to be on the toilet paper package. It would be much more accurate to put a kitten on the package.

At least something good came out of their chewing. Its inspired me to come up with ways to "kitten proof your house" a list that I sure wish I could have had when I first got my babies.

How To Kitten Proof Your House

* When your clean their litter box (a delicate art that often takes years to master) make sure to put them in another room or enclosed area. Should you forget this tip it will result in your kittens desperately trying to knock their own poop (you read that right) out of the scooper. Though you might want to try letting them at it once because their cute little kitten determation will is just adorable!

* PUT THE TOILET PAPER UP HIGH! Or better yet, keep the bathroom door closed at all times.

*Do not leave anything dangling (especially not your brand new purple wig that your using for your Halloween costume, or they'll rip it to shreds). This will tempt them terribly and they will not be able to resist pouncing and tearing something apart that you'll have to vacuum up later.
* Keep all puzzles up high. I mean high, because these suckers can (and will) climb to get what they want. Trust me, do not leave your almost-finished-just-twenty-pieces-left puzzle out where they can reach. I speak from experience.
They may sound like a lot of work. But they don't cause trouble on purpose. You know that phrase 'curisoity killed the cat'? Whoever said that really knew what he was talking about. But it's worth it. When you have those moments cuddled up with them, puring and soft, you know it's worth it.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Sabertooth V.S. The Mad Hatter


You know it's really Halloween season when you go to your Grandma's and find her freezer is stocked with Reese's. Yes, it's finally here. The time of year to stuff your face with candy and howl at the moon. I'm still not sure what I'm going to dress-up as this year. My mom's going to be Joan Jett and Lennon's going as Dracula (he has declined all of my offers to lend him my body glitter so he can sparkle like Twilight vampire, Edward Cullen, despite how many times I've tried to convince him).

I'm thinking about being Sabertooth (due to my past obsession) but he doesn't really have a signature look. He pretty much just wears a trench coat the whole movie. He does have those gross nails and sharp front teeth but, then again, he's bald and it would be kind of hard for me to pull that off. Plus, it's really no fun to be Sabertooth if you don't have a Wolverine to yell at (which is pretty much what they do half the movie).

Another contender is the Mad Hatter. He's really zany so it would be totally fun to be him. He's got a crazy costume, though. But that's kind of the point of Halloween. It's one night that you get to be someone else. Someone totally opposite of who you really are. It's kind of magical, really, the fact that you can transform, even if it's just for one night. That's part of the reason I kind of want to be a male character this year.

Mom suggested that I be a TV. I could get a big cardboard box and cut holes for my face and arms. And I could drive everybody crazy by signing the Wonder Pets theme song over and over again.......

Aww, the choices.


Sunday, October 4, 2009

Furry Angels with Tails and Devil Horns

I call them my babies. My mother calls them Jingles (due to the annoying bells attached to their collars). You would call them......Kittens! Yes, we adopted two new family members. It might be easier to describe their complex personalities by making them profiles. So, here it goes!

Name: Jinx, after the character in a Meg Cabot (one of my favorite authors) book with the same name.

Sex: Male

Fur Color: Ashy white

Eye Color: Light Blue

Build: Jinx is definitely the fatter one! Our vet says we should be feeding them only twice a day but I think I've been feeding him every time he meows for it. Which is, like, five times a day maybe. The vet says his already overweight (oops!)

Personality: I think Jinx is the Alfa male (judging by the way he dominates the food bowl). He LOVES to sleep and be cradled like a baby. One time I was holding him and I put him down on my bed because I had to use the bathroom. He followed me there and waited patiently next to the toilet the whole time I was using it. When I picked him back up he fell promptly back to sleep in my arms. He also likes to play. He enjoys wrestling with his brother
(this is an especially amusing sight).

Jinx is very bossy and is used to getting his way. If he's hungry he'll start crying and he'll follow you all around the house trying to trip you until you feed him. I've explained to him countless times that he's supposed to be on a diet but he just doesn't seem to get it. But it's worth it. You know, when you have those moments with them all cuddling up with you on your lap so nice and soft and warm. He's a furry angel with devil horns.

Name: Forrest (as in Gump)

Sex: Male

Fur Color: Mostly black, but he has a white spot on his neck and his face is almost totally white

Eye Color: Yellowish green

Build: Forrest is sort of scrawny. When we first go him we could see his ribs. He's normal weight now but still way skinnier than Jinx.

Personality: Forrest is Lennon's cat so he probably knows him better but I'll write what I know. Forrest is probably skinnier because he's a heck of a lot more active. Once, he saw a fly buzzing around in my room and you could tell just by looking at his face that he was totally determined to catch it. And, much to the shock of us all, he did. I'm serious! He leapt into the air and caught the fly in between his claws. Then, much to the disgust of us all, HE ATE IT! I know, gross. Forrest, even though he's skinnier than Jinx, will eat anything. I found a popcorn seed in his poop once. He is also very protective over His Mouse. His Mouse is this stuffed mouse that he absolutely loves. It's his favorite toy and he won't let Jinx touch it.

The babies also love each other. One of the sweetest sights I've witnessed is when Jinx was upstairs sleeping in my room and Forrest was downstairs, crying. Jinx lifted his head and sprang from the bed and rushed to Forrest who immediately clashed into to his brother and began a fur-flying wrestle. To qoute 'X-Men Origins', they totally have the "We're brothers, Jimmy. And brothers look out for each other" thing going on.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Learning Australian


I've mastered my British accent and I do a pretty good Southern accent but I absolutely suck at Australian accents. My goal is to master it as well. A good way to practice is by watching my favorite romance movie, 'Australia' (hey, what do you know this movie also has Hugh Jackman in it......but minus the claws). And when I do master it, I hereby swear to make a video of me using the accent and put it on YouTube no matter how embarrassing it is!

Anyway, back to 'Australia' the best romance movie ever. It takes place in Australia (duh) during World War II. When English aristocrat Lady Sarah Ashley goes to Australia to take care of the ranch that has been keeping her husband away from home, her life changes. First, she discovers that her husband is dead, believed to be killed by the Aborigine medicine man, called King George. Then, she finds out that the man who she believed was helping her run her cattle ranch has actually been deceiving her and she is left to run the ranch by herself. She finally secures the help of a (or the) Drover and finds herself falling in love with him along the way. Her heart is stolen by a newly orphaned Aborigine boy named Nullah who she is willing to fight for.

Nicole Kidman's character is a great role model who never gives up. Nullah nicknames her 'that crazy lady, Missus Boss'. 'Australia' has it all, romance, humor, adventure, admirable accents.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

My Latest Obsesion

The Fact: I love X-men Origins: Wolverine. I know every single line in that movie my heart. I've watched it at least twenty thousand times (not that I'm keeping track!)

The Story: I didn't really want to watch X-men Origins because I heard that in that movie they show how Wolverine got his claws and that it involves some surgery scenes. And ever since a extremely traumatic hospital experience that involves a painful fall that resulted in stitches and a fainting mother, I've developed a phobia of hospitals and surgery. Of course, watching the Incredible Hulk movie probably helped, since that movie contains a VERY intense surgery scene (which I can sum up in two words: BIG NEEDLES!) I'm sure you can relate.

That all changed when my dad picked me up one day and all he could talk about was how awesome the new X-men movie was. When I protested he just said, "But, Sam, the surgery is really short! They don't even really show anything!" Ha. He doesn't even think The Hulk is scary. But I couldn't resist. I am fond of the other X-men movies, so I thought I'd give it a try as long as he promised to watch it with us.

I was blown away. No, serious!

Does this have anything do with Hugh Jackman's role in this movie, Samantha? No! Well.....kind of. But this movie is totally awesome!

What about the surgery scene you were so worried about? Oh, that. Well, Dad was right. It is really short and they don't show anything really gory, unlike some movies (yes, I'm talking about you Hulk.) Plus, I've mastered the art of very tactfully excusing myself to the bathroom and timing it so I come back just in time to watch Wolverine get mad at those guys for talking about erasing his memory and jump down the waterfall.

Why do you love this movie so much?
Did I say it was awesome already? It shows the story of what happened to Wolverine and how he became who he is. There is a really sweet love story which ends tragically and some pretty cool fight scenes ("Back to back!")

Do you recommend watching this movie?
Definitely. Just don't watch it with me or Lennon because we will ruin the experience for you by saying every single line before they say it (we've mastered the "Jimmy! Victor!" accents) and will probably laugh deliriously at parts that aren't supposed to be funny. Which, if you ask me is just what happens if you watch the movie as many times as we have.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Pet Peeve

I really hate it when I walk into a movie theater and five minutes into the movie I can totally predict how it ends. I wonder, are movie writers actually writing a story or are they following a (or I should say, the?) Basic Movie Formula?

The Basic Movie Formula
  • Introduce main character (s)
  • The 'Mains' fall in love and\ or are impressed by (wo) man
  • Everything is going okay-happy, happy, happy......
  • Movie presents some problem
  • 'Main' lies about something and\or makes a deal with villain
  • The 'Main's lover figures out the lie
  • Every ones glum (lover walks off) cue sad music (did you ever think about how much we are manipulated by music in movies?)
  • Villain and 'Main' fight (what I like to call 'The Final Fight'), lover comes back
  • Villain dies or becomes good, cue happy music
  • The End.
Ugh! You see how you can apply this to films (mostly kids films)? Also, whats up with all these sequels for kids movies? For instance, 'Shrek'. I'm a big fan of the first movie. I would have been perfectly happy to remember Shrek and Donkey and Fiona the way the first movie left off. But then they had to go and install 'Shrek II' and 'Shrek The Third'. Another example, 'Ice Age'. It's my brother's favorite movie. And I'll admit I had some pretty good laughs when I watched the first one for the first time. But the second one? And the third (which I'm too scared to go and watch in the theater for fear of leaving my brain forever scarred)? The stories for both of these films weren't written half as well as the first ones.

Filmmakers seem to have it in their heads that a great way to save a movie that's going downhill is to make it 3D. Maybe they're hoping that animated figures jumping out at us from the screen will distract us from their lack of a good storyline.

Ugh. What's happened?



Thursday, June 18, 2009

The Top Five Greatest Villain's Of All Time

Those of you who know me best, know that I love to play villains. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for justice and good guys and all that but it's just much more appealing for me to play a screaming pure evil villain then a save-the-day-goody-two-shoes. But that's just me. I know, I'm really odd. In drama camp (which I joined for the summer) I play the villain every chance I get. I had an idea to write a story from the point of view of a villain instead of the usual perspective of the hero or 'good guy'. I'm still working out the kinks, such as whether I'll create a villain from scratch or take a classic story and re-tell it from the villains point of view (I know I'd have a blast doing that!). Please comment if you have any suggestions on this subject, I'd love to hear other peoples opinions. So, after a lot of villain research I've decided to compose a top six greatest villains list on my own (I've only included females here because that's all I've been researching but I will try to compose a list of evil males as soon as possible)! If I've left out one of your favorite villains, once again feel free to comment. Here it goes:



The Top Six Greatest Female Villain's Of All Time



1: The White Witch, from Narnia. I recently watched Narnia and was once again reminded of the wonderful wickedness of the so called queen of Narnia. The White Witch manages to charm Edmond (who we all know everyone hates) to lure his brother and sisters back into her grasp. The White Witch can also turn the land snowy and spy at you through the ears of the trees, which I think is pretty darn cool.



2: Mrs. Coutler, from The Golden Compass. Nicole Kidmans elegant portrayal of Philip Pullmans scheming villain can't be mimicked (although in the book she's a bit crueler,breaking good witches fingers and things like that)! Mrs. Coulter is in charge of a secret society of kidnappers, using children for scientific experiment's (although she isn't quite so keen on the idea when it comes time to experiment on her own daughter).





3: Crystal Allen, from The Women. I don't believe it's verbally possible for me to convey exactly how much I hate this woman. This character is a mean-spirited, conniving, hussy who couldn't care less who she hurts as she flirts, cheats and charms her way into a relationship with a married, wealthy man. I think it's only fair to mention her in my greatest villains' list because I don't see how anyone would not think she's a horrible villain.




4: Bellatrix LeStrange, from Harry Potter. Bellatrix is a mad Azakaban (from those of you how have never been enchanted by J.K. Rowling's magical world, Azakaban is a wizarding prison) escapee. Bellatrix is one of Lord Voldemort's most loyal Death Eaters. I'm not sure if I like her character better in the books or in the movie (it's been a while). In the movie I absolutely LOVE her evil crackle!



5: Maleficent, from Disney's Sleeping Beauty. Let's not forget our Disney villains. I've surfed the web and most people seem to agree that Maleficent is quite possibly the best villain Disney ever brought to the screen. Voiced by Eleanor Aduley, who also did the voice of Lady Tremaine (the evil stepmother in Disney's Cinderella) another memorable villain, Maleficent is definitely my favorite Disney villain. Not only can she place curses over the whole kingdom and Princess Aurora (who annoys me to death) she can also turn into a dragon! I did my best to portray her in our skit at camp 'Far Far Far Away Love Show' (the link for that skit is bellow for your viewing pleasure). When I was younger Maleficent actually gave me nightmares!



6: Redd, from Frank Beddor's The Looking Glass Wars. At last we have come to my personal all time favorite female villain! In Frank Beddor's re-telling of Lewis Carroll's Alice In Wonderland, Redd is a cruel rejected queen who is determined to place revenge on her good sister and, later, her own niece. This is one of my favorite books and I can't wait to see the movie! I truly hope whoever gets the part of Redd plays her well. Redd with the aid of her flesh eating roses and her assassin The Cat, Redd could easily kick the Queen Of Hearts butt.









Far Far Away Love Show

Recently, I joined a Summer Thearte Camp at UOG. It's really fun! We do different kinds of skits and play acting games everyday. Here's one of our most recent skits (I'm the Dragon Lady). The theme was fairy tale. It's called Far Far Away Love Show. Enjoy and please leave comments!

Sunday, June 7, 2009

The Best Grain Thats Not A Grain






If you have never tried red Quinoa with sesame maple roasted tofu then after reading this post and gobbling down this dish your taste buds as you know them are forever changed. While eating this dish, my mom and I couldn't stop exclaiming every few seconds that we couldn't get over how good it tasted! Luck must be on your side today for I'm going to post the recipe here so you can enjoy! First, a little history on Quinoa.

Quinoa was originally grown in a region of South America. Quinoa has been estimated to have been growing since 3,000 B.C. The Incas, an Indian tribe, thought the plant was sacred (I totally agree!). They called Quinoa 'la chisiya mama' which means the mother grain. In celebration to harvest, the Incas drank 'chicha' a kind of beer made from Quinoa. Quinoa is a highly favorited nutritious grain. When you eat Quinoa your eating the seeds of the plant. Quinoa is known to be easy to digest. There are two different types of Quinoa and in this recipe we feature red Quinoa.

Technically Quinoa is not a true grain, but is used as a grain and substituted for grains because of it's cooking characteristics and is more closely related to spinach and beets. It is a complete protein and is high in fiber and magnesium and iron.

And, with no further ado (your mouth must be watering, I know mine is!) here is the recipe.

Healthy Recipe: Sesame Maple Roasted Tofu
Inspired by recipe from Eating Well

Ingredients
1 8-ounce block of tofu, cubed
1 red bell pepper
2 tsp canola oil
2 tsp toasted sesame oil
1/2 tsp sea salt
1/4 tsp freshly ground pepper

1 cup quinoa
2 cups water
1 cup shredded carrots
1 tsp fresh ginger
1 clove fresh garlic, minced

1tbsp tahini
1 tbsp reduced-sodium soy sauce
2 tsp pure maple syrup
1 tsp apple cider vinegar
1 tbsp sesame seeds

Directions
preheat oven to 450 degrees
toss tofu, red bell pepper, canola oil, sesame oil, sea salt, and pepper in a large bowl
spread on a large baking sheet and roast until the tofu is lightly golden on top and the red peppers are browning in spots; 15 to 20 min.

while the tofu and peppers are roasting, make the quinoa
put the quinoa and water in a covered pot, bring to a boil, then lower to a simmer; cook for 10 min.
then stir in carrots and cook for another 5 to 10 min. until water is absorbed and the quinoa is fluffy
add in ginger and garlic; cook another 2 min.

whisk tahini, soy sauce, maple syrup, and vinegar in small bowl until combined
remove tofu from the oven, drizzle the maple sauce
sprinkle with sesame seeds; return to oven for another 8 to 12 min.

scoop out quinoa onto a plate and top with maple sesame tofu and peppers
Enjoy! makes 3 servings




Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Real

What is real?

Is it the girl I see when I look in the mirror?

Is it the feel of the rain on my skin?

Is it the taste of the food on my tongue?

The sound of the music playing in my ears?

What is real?

The heat of the sun beating on me?

The sound of you calling my name?

The wind blowing through my hair?

Or is it the written world I can see so clearly in my head?

The colors flashing like lightning through my mind?

The people I can see only through the eye of my imagination?

Or is it all just a dream, an illusion?

The concept of 'real' is just a concept.

It is whatever you feel it is.

It's different for everybody.

You can make what you see in your head real, if you try.

Don't use your eyes.

Use your mind.

Let it lead you.

Trust it to show you what is real.

Is it?