Sunday, June 29, 2008

Shout-out to love

I am a lucky gal.

I have some awesome friends.
Good people who care about me and whom(who?) I care about very much.

They are talented, beautiful, and kind.

Today, I feel like giving a couple of them a shout-out because they make me feel like the world doesn't suck.

so BRAVO to
Lindsay Hunter and Caroline Clough

sunshines of my heart.


For Lindsay;
For Caroline:


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Saturday, June 28, 2008

Hey, nobody's perfect

A while back, my brother gave me his keyboard. He wasn't using it and my guitar is broken, so he gave it to me so I can practice my musicality.

I finally pulled it out from under my bed last week. See, I've been going through some stuff lately and rather than drink my pain away, I've decided to turn to the keyboard to practice and practice to forget everything else in my head.

So I've been doing the keyboard thing for about a week now, and it makes me really happy. It reminds me of when I was a kid randomly pounding the keys of my parents' upright in our living room. Gradually learning notes and their relation to the keys. I played the drunken sailor song and my dad danced a jig in the hall. I remember the feeling from the music. I remember feeling the sadness in sections and the victory and accomplishments of other sections. I remember saying "oops" every time I missed a note (still do, you just can't hear it on the video).

Well, I quit piano lessons when I was about 12, but I didn't stop trying to teach myself songs using "classics made easy" books.

So, in a little thanks to my brother, I made a video to show that I appreciate the gift. Sure, I mess up a few times, but, I don't think I ever had a recital in my youth when I didn't mess up, so, yeah.

Here it is (I've never uploaded a video here before, fingers crossed).

m.lady's piano recital (it's a keyboard, so there's a backing track, but I promise, I'm playing notes):


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Also, check out my brother's YouTube page where you can watch him paint.


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Friday, June 27, 2008

Faith in the system

Yesterday I went to the DMV and received my new Illinois driver's license!

But

As I was waiting in line to take the written test (which I was *freaked out* over, I don't remember the last time I took a test), the man in front of me negotiated a chance to take his test over. Then, as I was taking the test, said man was reprimanded from behind the counter by the DMV employees thusly: "SIR SIR, NO CHEATING." and they made him move to a desk away from everyone else. Then, as I was sweating, nervous, waiting in line to turn in my test and find out if I passed, the man was in front of me, at the counter, getting his test checked. He got the maximum number of questions wrong to still pass. Yes he did. Yes he did.

Well, I passed the test and got my shiny new license.

But then.

This morning.

I noticed.

My middle name.

Misspelled.

(Now, have been known to misspell my own name once or twice, but when you get your license in Chicago, you don't actually fill out any paperwork, the DMV employees enter everything in the computer themselves, so it wasn't my fault!)








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Saturday, June 21, 2008

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Friday, June 13, 2008

Oh, yeah, you blend

It is often said that when Marisa Tomei won her Oscar for "My Cousin Vinny," it was some kind of fluke. Rumor has it, that the wrong name was either read or written on the envelope. Why such doubt? I'd like to know. I think it's because it was a comedic role, something lighthearted, and maybe people thought that something that brought the audience joy was an easier task and not deserving of Academy gold.


Rubbish! I say. If you have seen "My Cousin Vinny," you know, that Marisa Tomei knocked it out of the park.

But what is important is what she has done in the 16 years since her win.


She has steadily been working since her win, (highlights include "The Paper" and "In the Bedroom") never really trying to defend her win. It seems, when watching her work, that she is an actress because she loves to act.


Now, I'm not saying all of her choices have been golden, but they have been her choices. They have been roles that seem to either challenge or entertain her in new ways. This is a woman who has been actively working as an actress for over twenty years, never seeming to compromise. Always appearing on screen with a glimmer in her eye.


So why am I talking about Marisa Tomei? Think about it. She didn't let that early (major major major) success burn her (out). She remembered that behind her work was joy. So as a writer, it is something to remember, that although I may never reach the height of fame or success that Ms. Tomei has achieved. I can find my own happiness through my chosen craft.

By finding her joy through small movies as well as studio pictures, Tomei has allowed herself to flex her acting muscles. To take small risks and to find new stories to tell.

All the while, through an Oscar win, a Seinfeld guest-spot, and a second Academy Award nomination, she has somehow managed to fly under the radar, just doing something that she loves.

So maybe I'll never be as successful as Marisa Tomei.

And maybe I'll never win a big fancy award.

But when I finish a story that I love, before I've submitted it to the editors who will then have the power to accept or deny my words, before that, when the story is new and fresh on my computer, I have been know to throw my hands in the air and do a little dance for my own success. Even though I don't get paid for it, every day I do what I love.

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Thursday, June 12, 2008

New look-whattya think?

I was going to spend this lovely morning away from work sending out some new fiction submissions, but instead I was engrossed in playing around on these Internets. I joined twitter and added some bells and whistles to the QUICKIES! page. (rss, ShareThis). And then, I got to looking at my own blog and thought, needs a makeover.

I like the layout, the only thing that bothers me is that I think the link bar on the right is too close to the post section, I liked it when all this stuff was compartmentalized, I will work on that some more.

I learn by trial and error and that's how I'm figuring this out.

Also, now I'm going to probably be late for work on a day when I have the morning off (meaning my start time is 3 hours later than usual).

more later.






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Sunday, June 01, 2008

break in routine = sloth

I used to go to a local coffee shop 2-3 times a week to do some writing.

Now the coffee shop is closed and I without a cozy escape, I find myself in my apartment easily distracted by TV or Internet or my new keyboard or my knitting projects. I get out a sentence now and then, but I can't focus, can't get my brain wrapped around anything.

Aside from the sparkling, lovely, gold star, happy time note from Minima accepting a story of mine, my inbox has received about one rejection a week. I am also curious about a few non-responses. I hate non-responses. They irk me.

One of my rejection letters went something like this (not verbatim):
This is a really interesting story, but I don't like it.

eh.

I am not motivated.

I want more tattoos.

Put me in the corner and tell me I'm a sinner.
Sloth is my new middle name.





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