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 One writer's journey |
 She sat down at her old wooden desk, pen at the ready. Her thoughts raced. What shall I write today? Tilting her head to the side, a small smile tugged at the corner of her mouth before enveloping her delicate face. The purple ink began to fill the once blank sheet, each stroke a labor of pure joy as the words flowed from her mind, her heart, her very soul.  My Dreams... to write of romance and endless love to love without boundaries to learn from past mistakes to laugh with all my heart to be the woman I am meant to be  TODAY... I will reach for the stars Will not give up Will give all that I have Dare to dream the impossible dream For anything in this life is possible    <---I am blown away by this    |
"JAFBG"  by Stik to My Own Beat  So glad to see the new prompts! Today's lovely little entry will focus on: Which double standard pisses you off the most? Equality really fucking pisses me off. Especially when it comes to religion. No religion is superior to another. We all are created by the same God/Allah/Creator/Yahweh/Etc. Which makes none of us better than the other so take your good books, shove up them up your collective asses, and get over yourselves. I'm sure I've mentioned before that I was raised Catholic, but walked away from the religion the first chance I got. Some people seem to think that that means I don't believe in God. Bitch please. Equality in relation to different races irritates the piss out of me. I admit it. I do not judge people by the color of their skin. Yes, I've been a dumb ass over my lifetime and made assumptions of others from that first glance. But guess what? I grew up, just like I was supposed to. Now, I make an effort to get to know people first, then I decide if they are the kinds of people I want around me. Negativity sucks the fucking energy right out of me. I'm not saying you can't have a bad day and need someone to lean on. What I am saying is that if you are constantly bitching about every fucking thing going on in your world, I'm fucking out of there. It's all about balance people. Suck up the stupid shit, learn from it, move on. Not every second of your day is a disaster. You'll get no constant pity party from me. I need light. Happiness. Laughter. Oh dear, Creator, how I need laughter in my life. Why? Because laughing~~at myself, at someone else, in general does a Princess good. It makes the shit stink a little less. It makes me smile, and reminds me that shit happens. When it comes to equality between men and women, well, fuck's sake, I don't think I'll see this changing in my lifetime. Not with this jag off on twitter and making it clear that men rule and women drool. Honestly, if you ask me, I'd say he'll be the one drooling in the near future.  And if anyone finds a pic of that, by all means float it my way. I hate being the one that's expected to be the maid of the house. Was that in my wedding vows?  And cooking! Despise it. I do it because we have to eat. If I had the money and a choice, I'd fucking order take out. Although, I will say, a huge fucking thank you to summer because when summer rolls around, the grill comes out and R cooks!  I do so  dinner when I'm not the one making it.In the work place, I've seen the whole men getting ahead faster than women. When I worked at City Hall in the Building and Safety Dept, man was it ever obvious. I watched the titled head positions take bribes and gifts, but us lowly permit clerks had to turn them in. And do you know what happened to those gifts? Those fuckers with the big title got them. How fucking fair is that? Ugh! I seriously used to come home from that job and my brain was fried, I'd worked my ass off, watched other new male hires move up the chain, and got nothing extra for my effort. Most days they'd ask me to stay late. So I'd say yes, we needed the money, but got no full-time perks. City Fucking Hall. Someone hit me upside the fucking head when I start thinking I should go back there and apply for my old job. Yes, I could use the money, but I highly doubt anything substantial has changed there. In a perfect purple world, we would all be treated the same, and judged by the good things that we do, regardless of gender, race and religion. Though I know there will come a day when I live in that kind of world. When I'm fucking DEAD! Off Topic:  I am diving in and looking for some good writers and reviewers to come join House Greyjoy in "Game of Thrones" by Gaby  . Even if you can only participate for a couple weeks, I'd love to have you on my team. A big shout out to Joey's Summer Sparkle  for the awesome pep talk. If this inspired me to say hell yes to staying Iron Born for House Greyjoy, then perhaps it will sway you to come and join in the fun.remember you are Ironborn, your heart is too full of the lust for life to lay about hapless in the snow waiting for some passerby to pounce upon. We are the wind and the salt, without either the world shall die! "We do not sow, We are the Reapers and fear nothing as what is dead cannot die!" If you're interested in fighting for the Throne, let me know. |
| First, if you haven't seen this, I HIGHLY recommend it. Now I want to tell you all that that lovely little statement of "Make America Great Again," will indeed be just that once that person is finally out of the White House because whether you believe it or not, he is the one ruining America and its image. No one else. Never has there been a bigger liar, manipulator, or self-centered President in our history. I was on Facebook this morning [big mistake] and got into it with a woman who actually believes that America has been 'reeling' for 8 years under Obama.   Let me just say this loud and clear now. That is a load of bullshit. Never once did we wake up to hear how another country is laughing at us, or that POTUS said something so slanderous that it made us look bad, and there is so much more I could say, but it's redundant at this point. I'm horrified. Disturbed, and a plethora of other things that I cannot even put into words at this moment. I am a mother. I worked my ass off to raise sons who respected others, especially women. How anyone, man or woman, could continue to support this 5 year-old on a constant temper trantrum is beyond my comprehension. How can anyone respect him? Tell me, because I'd like to know. He doesn't give a shit about America, or making this country 'great again.' If you believe that, then I hate to be the one to tell you this, but you are WRONG. Want some facts? Do you know what the 6 travel banned countries have in common? Go on, take a guess. Have you figured it out yet? NO TRUMP PROPERTIES. That's it. This has nothing to do with keeping our country safe. Make America Safe again, my ass. What he really means is, Make my pockets overflowing again. He doesn't care about anyone other than himself. You show me proof that he cares about the American people. Every word out of his mouth is a LIE. He's been caught lying so many times now it's no longer newsworthy. It's commonplace. How sad is that? If you were ever loved by your mother, wife, sister, female friend ~ then you know women deserve better than this. Healthcare now is a joke. He is suggesting that they repeal it and wait a year to revisit it. Just another campaign promise broken? Is it really? And by the way, the affordable health care act wasn't failing like he's lead you to believe. Only when he took office has it begun to collapse. That's a fact. Not fake news. You want fake news. Go watch Fox because they are so full of it, the shit is seeping out of their eyes. Did you see that interview with Fox news and Trump? How she was praising him for getting Comey to the tell the truth by LYING about having tapes of their conversation. How stupid can people be? And let's not forget about him dancing in Saudi Arabia looking like a complete moron. Did you see that smile? His investments there must be doing well, the man [and I use the term loosely] was practically drooling. When are we going to wake up? When is enough enough? He respects no one and most certainly not even the office he holds. We are completely fucked. Period! I do not want my children to think for one second this kind of behavior is acceptable, because it isn't. How do I fight against it when the one person who should be setting a good example has no damn filter and refuses to do his job because he's too far up his own ass to care? Sigh. Rant over. But I'm sure by the end of the day there will something else to bitch about. He makes it too damn easy. God help us all. We are going to need it. |
| Do you remember disco? I sure do, even though I was just ten at its height. It’s hard to forget the funky, booming music, specific dances with intricate moves, and disco ball, not to mention all those flashing lights and colorful clothing trends. Disco music laced together funk, soul, salsa and pop, right out of New York’s gay underground, at clubs like the Loft and 12 West before Studio 54 was born. The music wasn’t enough, as flamboyant clothing, including platform shoes, bell bottoms, hot pants, three piece suits, crazy colors and glitter all made heavy fashion statements as people hit nightclubs [discotheques] to boogie all-night long. Even hairstyles were a must during the Disco Era, with the feathered looked, big afro’s, or long and loose. Drugs, on-spot sex, and euphoric dancing became the norm in the club scene. DJ’s were the big stars at the clubs, introducing new music, spinning songs together on the turntable and setting the swift, electric pace for the night. This was the 70’s escape from white rock and took hippie free-love to another dimension. Popular Disco dances included the hustle, the Bus Stop and of course the bump. This was all out self-expression as you gave yourself over to the beat of the music and let all of your troubles fade away. Donna Summer had one hit after another with great vocal range and a pulsing beat that made it almost impossible to sit still. I Will Survive by Gloria Gaynor became an anthem for women as women found self-empowerment. The Bee Gees, Chic, Earth, Wind & Fire, KC and the Sunshine Band, and The Trammps, just a name a few dominated the charts with multiple hits. Disco fever was topping the charts by 1974 and when Saturday Night Fever hit movie theaters in 1977, it catapulted disco into the mainstream. In the late 70’s anti-disco momentum was growing in the US, where people started seeing disco as too flamboyant, escapist and out of touch to what was going on in the world. On July 12th, at Comiskey Park in Chicago, the backlash went to a new high – Disco Demolition Night. The anti-disco demonstration went from exploding disco records and evolved into a riot. Was it the record producers who just wanted Rock to top the charts again, or was it a bigoted attempt to squash the popularized minority? That all depends on who you ask. What I do know is that disco is part of my childhood, and to this day when I hear those booming beats, laced with funk and R&B I cannot sit still. Dance is my escape, I admit that. Here is one my all-time faves from the Disco Era. WC:450 Now get up off your arse and shake your booty! What's your favorite disco song? I had to go with the Queen of Disco. No one did it better in the 70's. Written for "a very Wodehouse challenge" by iKïyå§ama  |
| Tell us about something/someone that fucked you off this week. In case you missed the breaking news, I'll give you a link. And yes, this is what fuck's me off today! As a woman, I am disgusted and think every woman who voted for this piece of shit should feel ashamed of themselves. It's not like there weren't any warning signs, ie: pussygate. <--I despise this word btw. http://www.nbcnews.com/news/us-news/trump-pulls-back-obama-era-protections-women... He certainly makes his daughter look like a complete idiot sitting beside him when she's tweeting today about it being equal pay/rights for women in the workplace. This asshole doesn't give a shit about anyone, just himself. If he even cared about his wife or daughters, you'd think he would want them paid fairly and know that people had their back if they were ever sexually harassed in the workplace. Think again. This takes us back so many steps it makes me sick. My poor mother is so outraged she cannot even think straight. I had only heard about this because I spoke to her in the middle of her tirade because she had just heard about it. Every time this man [and I use the term loosely] opens his fucking mouth it's another attack, or temper tantrum, or a LIE. Hell he ran his damn campaign ripping on others for lies, and yet every fucking word out of his disgusting mouth is just one compounded lie after another. And yet, in this day and age, people are buying into it. I don't fucking get it? What is it going to take for people to wake up and see how he is continually dividing us as a nation? To see the con artist for what he is? If you haven't woken up yet, then truly I feel sorry for you. Never in my life did I ever feel such a divide in this country as I am feeling right now. You may think that friendships cannot be broken over what this administration is doing, but think again. They are bringing out the ugly in us, and I don't see it getting any better. It's not fun being blindsided by someone you've known over half of your life to suddenly see their true colors coming out in spades because 'we should back our President'. My friend of 30 years told me this a few days ago. I was so taken aback I couldn't even process the information that she actually voted for this piece of crap. It's not like I didn't know she has a piss poor view of certain races, there were little digs here and there throughout the years, but now that it's no holds barred, all the things I didn't know about her are front and center. It is tainting our friendship. Why? Because suddenly Trump has decided that it's okay to be a racist. It's okay to tell the world that you are and you expect to live in White America. That only White America should be the majority, should make the rules, should get away with whatever the fuck they think they are entitled to and fuck the rest of us. I honestly don't know where we are going to wind up when this administration comes to an end. What I do know is that we will be more divided, more racist, more hated by other countries, and there is no way in hell we will be the leader of the free world. Just look at his track record. Divide and conquer. What I say goes. I am the President, therefore, every lie I sell you is true. I want no part of this bullshit. I would really love to get a copy of the Constitution and shove it up right up his ass. |
| Now the second I saw this prompt, I just had to go with it, because, well....you'll see Prompt: Tell us about your favourite swear word. What is it that you like about it? How often do you use it? As my mother would say, "Well holy shit the bed!"  And yes, we are talking about my favorite swear word SHIT. I don't know what the appeal is about this word for me. Maybe it's because it's the one bad word I got away with because it's just a tad more tame than dropping an EFF bomb. All I know for sure is that I use it daily, in as many sentences as possible. I'm not joking.My children know they've done good giving me a hard time when I refer to them as little shits. The first few times I went to Lebanon to live there, I remember trying to be really sweet and good, not swearing in English and learning all those delightful swears in Arabic. And let me just insert this here, English swear words do not compare to the Arabic ones. I mean come on, who uses a swear that talks about someone's sisters, vajayjay and makes it come off sounding noble? The Lebanese. That's who! Okay, so me being me, burning food, spilling something, clumsily walking into something it was impossible for me not to swear and my go to is always shit. My mother-in-law asked me what it meant, I translated it to her, which made her laugh. I cannot get the pronunciations down accurately. It wasn't long before she started mimicking me, and then all my in-laws were running around saying shit, and so were their kids. Shit for me is practically like saying hello. When I first got married and would yell shit, R would blow a gasket thinking something was seriously wrong. It's taken him awhile to realize that I could say the word for really no apparent reason at all. My bad. The strangest thing for me is that since Zak got married in December, I've noticed he says it a lot. I've never heard my kids swear really. Well, Danny loves to damn everything, and that still makes me stop in my tracks, but to hear Zak running around saying shit is too new and too bizarre at the moment. In a few months, I'll be the right proud mama, saying, ah, that's my boy!  |
| The Wildcard Round! This Week's winner, as selected from all eligible entries by the Virtual Dice, will receive an Inquisitive MB! Have you ever been on tv, the radio, or in your local newspaper before? Tell us about it! If not, tell us about someone you know who has. Yep, I've been on television when I was 5. We went to Chicago and I was on the Bozo show. I went with my Brownie troop, though I don't remember much. As for the newspaper, this is going to take a bit of history. My parents divorced when I was two, and my father didn't come around much. When I was 17 I went searching for him, found his mother's house and a few weeks later, I met my father. The relationship was short-lived. He would come in and out of my life for a few years, but never anything steady. In 2001, not long after buying the house I live in now, I happened to be going through the newspaper. I skimmed the page where there was an article about a new local business. I looked at the picture, didn't recognize anyone, and then I noticed the names. And there it was, in bold black staring back at me. My father's name. I didn't even know he was living here again. And in the same damn city no less. My father was a truck driver out of California and hardly ever had a route through Michigan. To learn he was back, living here, in the same damn city and he hadn't bothered contacting me really annoyed the hell out of me. I still have that newspaper article. No idea why. He's long since passed away. But there's my story. Thanks for all the great reading and interesting stories this month my fellow bloggers~ WakeUpAndLive  , Prosperous Snow celebrating  , SandraLynn  , Kit  , ember_rain, LdyPhoenix  , Mitchopolis  , Chris Breva  , Lostwordsmith  , SB Musing , Jade Amber Jewel , Apondia  and of course a big shout out to Fivesixer  for keeping us going with the prompts. |
| War Chest Wednesday! From a previous challenger... Some people start making or buying Christmas presents in January and by October they're all wrapped and ready to go. Others hit the shops on Christmas Eve, frantically buying presents for everyone. Which are you? Tell us about the best Christmas present you ever gave anyone. No. No. No! No!! NOOOOO!!!! This is something I cannot even wrap my brain around. I mean, come on, seriously? How do you know that in say 10 months the person you're buying for won't:1~ buy the item themselves 2~ buy something better 3~ change their freakin minds 4 ~ totally forget they ever wanted said item 5~ have a huge lifestyle change 6~ or even die I could go on here. I have a million reasons not to shop this far in advance. Besides, doesn't it take away the fun of the season? I refuse to even listen to Christmas music until Thanksgiving Day! And they start playing it on November 1st. I avoid that station like the plague because the mere thought of it makes my skin crawl. I don't even want to see Christmasy items up in the stores before Halloween. That usually pisses me off when I walk into a store and see all the decorations out in mid October. Just goes to show how commercialized the holiday has really become. If you are someone who can shop way early, more power to you, but I personally want no part of that thank you very much! I think the best gift I ever gave was the complete James Bond collection. R got me into Bond. I really wasn't a fan growing up, and I remember making fun of my sister for being all into Roger Moore. Now I love the movies, and watch them all the time. So many channels do marathons and anytime they are running a marathon I'm all over it. So buying R the entire collection a few years ago was actually a smart move on my part. I also bought him all of Bruce Lee's movies one year as well. He was quite happy about that. |
| Talk Tuesday! What do you do when you can't sleep? Sometimes I will just lay there and make lists of the things I need to do when I finally drag my butt out of bed. Then there are times when I actually do get up and either play games on my phone, or hit the pc. Stories sometimes keep me awake and are relentless until I get things written down. When I am really tired I will read hoping that it will make me drowsy and I can go back to bed. I'm tired all of the time now, so falling asleep isn't difficult for me, it's staying asleep that is the biggest issue I have. And right now a nap sounds so inviting that I may just have to try and get one before the rest of the day pounces. I have been known to clean when everyone is sleeping. Any activity I can find that will help me sleep I will try at least once. |
| Motivational Monday! Jazz singer Sarah Vaughan , born on this day in 1924, once said, "When I sing, trouble can sit right on my shoulder and I don't even notice." What affect does writing have for you when trouble sits on your shoulder? One of the easiest things for me to do is get lost in my work. It can also be the most difficult. Usually, when I'm stressed out I clean to get my aggressions out. But coming back to the computer and writing is something I look forward to. A lot of my emotions come out loud and clear in my writing. I find it next to impossible to keep my emotions at bay most days. This can be a really good thing depending on the scene I'm working on. I think getting caught up in our work is the case for a lot of us. It's hard not to lose ourselves in the story or poem. Time can rush by when we are in the throes of it trying to get the things in our heads down, and then going through the process of perfecting it until we are satisfied. I tend to be a perfectionist when it comes to my writing. I never realized I was until someone pointed that fact out to me. Whatever our personal issues are, writing can be our own therapy, a little escape that takes us out of the here and now, and lets us focus on something else. I know for me, there have been times when writing has helped me figure out a personal problem I'd been having. That's the beauty of this world we as writers live in. You may be trying to distance yourself from something going on around you, and yet somehow it sits in the back of our minds and suddenly a solution will dawn on you. It's a gift.  |
| The Sunday News! This week, a self-driving car was involved in an accident in Arizona. What are your thoughts on autonomous vehicles? Cool new tech of the future? Too many unknowns and variables to be considered safe? Or do you fall somewhere in the middle? Tell us what you think. I probably fall somewhere in the middle. Of course, I think it's cool that technology has progressed this much that cars can operate without a driver. My kids hate driving, and honestly, I could see them getting around this way. I forced them both to learn how to drive, and they each have their own car. I think Zak may have slowly gotten into the benefits of driving, but Danny I can tell still would prefer not to drive if given the choice. As with any new tech, there are bound to be some glitches. Just think about a brand new car model. Never buy this vehicle. Why? Because it's the first year of this model and it will have issues without a doubt. Buy it in year three, because by that time, every problem and complaint will have been tweaked. I see driverless vechiles much in the same way. Whatever is new will have bugs to be fixed so that things run smoothly. Sure accidents suck, but having a car accident is nothing new. How many almost accidents have we all been in over the years whether we were the driver or not? And now with everyone texting and driving, or being so engrossed in our cell phones, accidents are on the rise. I grew up watching the Jetsons, and still to this day I remember how cool it was to see them fly around from here to there and get their food in an instant. I'm patiently waiting for these things to come to fruition. |
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MAD indeed! I know how you feel, Vertigo-wise. I've had it for years. When peeps call me a dizzy dame, it's for real. 
