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Writer's Block: Like a rolling stone
Jun. 16th, 2010 09:31 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
I can't do it: the answers would be too depressing.
I can't do it: the answers would be too depressing.
Writer's Block: Oh no not I
Jun. 9th, 2010 05:49 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
I don't remember. I suppose I must have had a bad break up at some point. What's a bad break up, yelling? Verbal abuse? Violence? Betrayal? All breakups suck, but I try to keep the damage to a minimum. Never fooled around on anyone, or had that done to me (that I know of, of course). Mostly I just never got involved, so if you consider that worse, go ahead. Better to have loved and lost, yadda yadda yadda,...
Um, when I broke up Id spend a lot of time alone, or with my closest friends. And b*tch a lot in my LJ. But I do that anyway. :) That's probably it.
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I like my name. There are others I might choose, ones that are more suited to me, but I distrust the practice of changing names for me. When I was a kid I was *very* fanciful, and wanted my name to be Lorelei Lee, or Athena, or something fantastic or fairy-like, but I felt even at the time I was trying to escape from myself, or maybe the way I thought about myself. Either way, changing your name doesn't change the fundamentals, and I decided a long time ago I would have more integrity if I went by my own name. That said, I've gone by a zillion different monikers on old online Cyber ( to the point where they dubbed me Sybil, the only nickname that ever stuck even for a while), taken a stage name when I went on as a radio announcer (Susan Green), and taken on several character names for the fair. Currently going by - you guessed it - Rosie.:)
Sometimes I think the Indian tribes had a point, letting people have grownup names that the tribe chose for them. Having the name you're born with says more about your mother and father's choices than it does about yours.
For instance, I like my mother's name, Rose. A beautiful name. If I had a daughter I would name her Rose. Both supreme in its beauty and earthy in its origin. It suggests beauty and grace, and can be altered to the most endearing of variants, Rosie. Rosie suggests charm, good nature and hospitality. It could be the name of your favorite aunt, friend or bartender. And not overused these days; it is old-fashioned but in a good way.
It is also one of my favorite things about my mom, along with her laugh. She has one of the greatest laughs of all time.
I like my name. There are others I might choose, ones that are more suited to me, but I distrust the practice of changing names for me. When I was a kid I was *very* fanciful, and wanted my name to be Lorelei Lee, or Athena, or something fantastic or fairy-like, but I felt even at the time I was trying to escape from myself, or maybe the way I thought about myself. Either way, changing your name doesn't change the fundamentals, and I decided a long time ago I would have more integrity if I went by my own name. That said, I've gone by a zillion different monikers on old online Cyber ( to the point where they dubbed me Sybil, the only nickname that ever stuck even for a while), taken a stage name when I went on as a radio announcer (Susan Green), and taken on several character names for the fair. Currently going by - you guessed it - Rosie.:)
Sometimes I think the Indian tribes had a point, letting people have grownup names that the tribe chose for them. Having the name you're born with says more about your mother and father's choices than it does about yours.
For instance, I like my mother's name, Rose. A beautiful name. If I had a daughter I would name her Rose. Both supreme in its beauty and earthy in its origin. It suggests beauty and grace, and can be altered to the most endearing of variants, Rosie. Rosie suggests charm, good nature and hospitality. It could be the name of your favorite aunt, friend or bartender. And not overused these days; it is old-fashioned but in a good way.
It is also one of my favorite things about my mom, along with her laugh. She has one of the greatest laughs of all time.
Writer's Block: I can walk under ladders
Apr. 13th, 2010 05:05 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
I like this question. My family says I'm lucky, as in 'I have a lucky star', usually by way of saying I should be dead now. I insist that I don't take crazy chances. Anyone who ever sailed with me knows I was a staid, boring coward who grabbed a harness whenever I went aloft.
I think luck is a skill, a knack for juggling the odds in your head with the things you've noticed. I think this skill also allows you to use facts that you haven't consciously noticed, or even things you don't consciously think, to calculate odds, and take chances or opportunities that others might not. As some rich guy once said, "I'm a lucky man. The harder I work, the luckier I get." Maybe that doesn't seem to connect with what I say, but it does. Most of what people call hard work is invisible: it's the 'dedication' part - the keeping your eyes, and mind, on what you want. When I'm successful, or fortunate, it's usually traceable (by me anyway) back to that.
But I might just be talking through my hat.
I like this question. My family says I'm lucky, as in 'I have a lucky star', usually by way of saying I should be dead now. I insist that I don't take crazy chances. Anyone who ever sailed with me knows I was a staid, boring coward who grabbed a harness whenever I went aloft.
I think luck is a skill, a knack for juggling the odds in your head with the things you've noticed. I think this skill also allows you to use facts that you haven't consciously noticed, or even things you don't consciously think, to calculate odds, and take chances or opportunities that others might not. As some rich guy once said, "I'm a lucky man. The harder I work, the luckier I get." Maybe that doesn't seem to connect with what I say, but it does. Most of what people call hard work is invisible: it's the 'dedication' part - the keeping your eyes, and mind, on what you want. When I'm successful, or fortunate, it's usually traceable (by me anyway) back to that.
But I might just be talking through my hat.
