If someone were to ask you to write in 500 words or less about the following:
"What is the most inspirational moment you have experienced?"
What would you write? This is what I came up with:
There are many significant inspirational moments I have lived that would be worth sharing, but sitting here and thinking, I have to say that getting hit by a car, on March 15th, 2003---when I suffered mutliple fractures to my pelvis and also an open tibia fracture---grew to become the ultimate inspiration. I had never really appreciated my life, or what I was or how lucky I was just to be able to walk on my two legs until I was lying in a hospital bed, for an entire week before they operated on me and I was left, there, staring up at the cold, ugly, boring walls of that Montreal General Hospital room, scared that I might never walk again. I met people, many people, as young as I was at 23 back then and didn’t get to be as lucky as I am today.
It was during those six long months of recovery that I found out I had more friends than I thought I did, and really got to know what a privilege it is to even just be able to go to the bathroom by yourself… By healing physically, I also found out how to heal emotionally. Recovery, from anything, is earned. Once I knew I would be able to walk again---“But it will be hard and painful” as they’d said---Nothing was going to stop me from gaining back my legs so I’d be able to walk myself out of that hospital. Back to the life I really did love. Not a day goes by that I don’t think of “what if…”
I guess it all comes down to the fact I’d rather feel the rain on my face, wait for a bus at -40- and even live through heartbreaks and whatever else that makes life suck sometimes than to not be here to live it all the way I live it now.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
James McCunn Photography
My good friend James McCunn personally requested a shameless plug on my meaningless-yet-powerful-and-influential Blogger page... James is an artist, a photographer, one who walks to the beat of his own drum and despite his burly appearance, he is so much more than meets the eye...
He takes headshots of the musicians showcased at the Pheonix Bar (please log onto PHOENIX BAR: http://phoenixbarjournals.spaces.live.com/ for details, or find it on Facebook Groups, PHOENIX BAR (Sainte-Anne's Living Room through this link http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=9592613268 )
James is a talented photographer, one who has a unique eye for unconventional snapshots and I have personally asked for him to capture my birthday's pictures!!!
He's worth the detour!!! A good friend I care to keep.
So, please do make a special effort and check out his gallery:
PICASA WEB ALBUMS
James's Public Gallery
James's Public Gallery
Or find him on YouTube:
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Natacha's Little Writing Workbook
JUST SAY NO
By Gary Provost (pages 140 to 145)
“The Writer’s Digest Handbook of Novel Writing”
Hard-working Ted had a crush on Patty. One night at the Moose Lodge, Ted-though limping slightly from a hockey injury-asked Patty to dance and she said yes. Then he asked if she’d like to go candlepin bowling sometimes and she said yes, that would be splendid. Ted got more and more infatuated with Patty, so he asked her to go steady and Patty said yes.
Before long, Ted and Patty were in love. On a drizzly Tuesday afternoon at the coin laundry, Ted got down on his knees and asked Patty to marry him.
Patty said yes.
Ted said he wanted to live in Elgin, Illinois, and he asked Patty if that would be okay with her. “Yes,” she said “Yes, yes, Ted, I love you more than anything, including chocolate-covered cherries, and I want us to have three babies, Okay?” Ted said “Yes”.
So they moved to Elgin, where Ted applied for and got a job at the rope factory, and they had three healthy kids and lived happily ever after.
THE END
The Ted-and-Patty story is dull because nobody ever says No. Without No, there isn’t any tension, any conflict, any excitement – and there isn’t any story, at least not a publishable one. For your fiction to work, continous opposition must be trying to push back your character as he tries to push toward his goal. This resistance can be seen as a series of people, things and situations saying NO! to your character, or your character saying “No” to them…
On the next page, copy and paste the TED-AND-PATTY story and cross out any one of my “YES”s. Replace it with a “NO” and watch what happens… Your interest level rises. You ask questions: How is Ted going to get Patty to change her mind and go out with him? What if Ted doesn’t want any kids? Are Ted and Patty going to end up getting divorced over this Illinois thing?
On the following page, see how many yes’s there are…
JUST SAY NO
BY GARY PROVOST
Pages 140 – 145 “The Writer’s Digest Handbook of Novel Writing”
Hard-working Ted had a crush on Patty. One night at the Moose Lodge, Ted-though limping slightly from a hockey injury-asked Patty to dance and she said yes. Then he asked if she’d like to go candlepin bowling sometimes and she said yes, that would be splendid. Ted got more and more infatuated with Patty, so he asked her to go steady and Patty said yes.
Before long, Ted and Patty were in love. On a drizzly Tuesday afternoon at the coin laundry, Ted got down on his knees and asked Patty to marry him.
Patty said yes.
Ted said he wanted to live in Elgin, Illinois, and he asked Patty if that would be okay with her. “Yes,” she said “Yes, yes, Ted, I love you more than anything, including chocolate-covered cherries, and I want us to have three babies, Okay?” Ted said “Yes”.
So they moved to Elgin, where Ted applied for and got a job at the rope factory, and they had three healthy kids and lived happily ever after.
'''The End '''
On the next page, change all the yes’s into NO’S
Feel free to knock yourself out with these exercises and also feel free to mail them to me at tashygirl80@live.ca I won't judge or steal your ideas, I have too much respect for writing to do that!!!
If you want an honest opinion of your writing, I'll be more than happy to take the time with you!!!
By Gary Provost (pages 140 to 145)
“The Writer’s Digest Handbook of Novel Writing”
Hard-working Ted had a crush on Patty. One night at the Moose Lodge, Ted-though limping slightly from a hockey injury-asked Patty to dance and she said yes. Then he asked if she’d like to go candlepin bowling sometimes and she said yes, that would be splendid. Ted got more and more infatuated with Patty, so he asked her to go steady and Patty said yes.
Before long, Ted and Patty were in love. On a drizzly Tuesday afternoon at the coin laundry, Ted got down on his knees and asked Patty to marry him.
Patty said yes.
Ted said he wanted to live in Elgin, Illinois, and he asked Patty if that would be okay with her. “Yes,” she said “Yes, yes, Ted, I love you more than anything, including chocolate-covered cherries, and I want us to have three babies, Okay?” Ted said “Yes”.
So they moved to Elgin, where Ted applied for and got a job at the rope factory, and they had three healthy kids and lived happily ever after.
THE END
The Ted-and-Patty story is dull because nobody ever says No. Without No, there isn’t any tension, any conflict, any excitement – and there isn’t any story, at least not a publishable one. For your fiction to work, continous opposition must be trying to push back your character as he tries to push toward his goal. This resistance can be seen as a series of people, things and situations saying NO! to your character, or your character saying “No” to them…
On the next page, copy and paste the TED-AND-PATTY story and cross out any one of my “YES”s. Replace it with a “NO” and watch what happens… Your interest level rises. You ask questions: How is Ted going to get Patty to change her mind and go out with him? What if Ted doesn’t want any kids? Are Ted and Patty going to end up getting divorced over this Illinois thing?
On the following page, see how many yes’s there are…
JUST SAY NO
BY GARY PROVOST
Pages 140 – 145 “The Writer’s Digest Handbook of Novel Writing”
Hard-working Ted had a crush on Patty. One night at the Moose Lodge, Ted-though limping slightly from a hockey injury-asked Patty to dance and she said yes. Then he asked if she’d like to go candlepin bowling sometimes and she said yes, that would be splendid. Ted got more and more infatuated with Patty, so he asked her to go steady and Patty said yes.
Before long, Ted and Patty were in love. On a drizzly Tuesday afternoon at the coin laundry, Ted got down on his knees and asked Patty to marry him.
Patty said yes.
Ted said he wanted to live in Elgin, Illinois, and he asked Patty if that would be okay with her. “Yes,” she said “Yes, yes, Ted, I love you more than anything, including chocolate-covered cherries, and I want us to have three babies, Okay?” Ted said “Yes”.
So they moved to Elgin, where Ted applied for and got a job at the rope factory, and they had three healthy kids and lived happily ever after.
'''The End '''
On the next page, change all the yes’s into NO’S
Feel free to knock yourself out with these exercises and also feel free to mail them to me at tashygirl80@live.ca I won't judge or steal your ideas, I have too much respect for writing to do that!!!
If you want an honest opinion of your writing, I'll be more than happy to take the time with you!!!
These are random writing exercises, inspired from "Fiction" by Michael Seidman. Writing is a muscle, just like going to the gym, if you don't maintain your muscle, it will become atrophy... So, this post is more aimed at other aspiring writers like myself, but open to all!!!
Reference/Writing
ISBN 0-938817-46-9FICTION @
Copywright 1999 by Michael Seidman
POMERGRANATE PRESS, LTD Los Angeles, California
* Fiction* PART ONE
For this first exercise, take the following three word phrases and just keep typing. Spend ½ an hour at it: don’t think about what you’re writing, don’t correct anything. Just type.
FOR EXEMPLE
Start Time:
1-The man sat at his desk, it was almost dawn and he hadn’t slept a wink… (and so on and so forth)
End Time: 1:04am
*1-The man sat
2-The phone rang
*3- The boy lied
*4- The man read
*5- The girl wrote
*6- A man read
*7- A woman ate
*8- A girl laughed
*9- The man lied
*10- The girl drank
*11- The boy dropped
*12- A girl ran
*13- The cigarette burned
*14- The candle danced
*15- The barmaid served
*16- A girl joked
*17- A woman smoked
*18- The girl slept
*19- The boy chuckled
*Fiction* PART TWO
12
For this one, instead of using the three word phrase, use complete sentences, spend a full hour at it...
There’s a difference in how you’ll approach “The man sat” and “The man sat, hearing the creak of the old couch under his weight”
FOR EXEMPLE (begin as follows)
“The man sat, hearing the creak of the old couch under his weight…”
Start Time:
*1-The man sat, hearing the creak of the old couch under his weight. He felt drained and exhausted after the funeral. He sighed heavily and he didn’t know
how he should feel about (and so on and so forth)
End Time:
*1-The man sat
*2-The phone rang
*3- The boy lied
*4- The man read
*5- The girl wrote
*6- A man read
*7- A woman ate
*8- A girl laughed
*9- The man lied
*10- The girl drank
*11- The boy dropped
*12- A girl ran
*13- The cigarette burned
*14- The candle danced
*15- The barmaid served
*16- A girl joked
*17- A woman smoked
*18- The girl slept
*19- The boy chuckled
Reference/Writing
ISBN 0-938817-46-9FICTION @
Copywright 1999 by Michael Seidman
POMERGRANATE PRESS, LTD Los Angeles, California
* Fiction* PART ONE
For this first exercise, take the following three word phrases and just keep typing. Spend ½ an hour at it: don’t think about what you’re writing, don’t correct anything. Just type.
FOR EXEMPLE
Start Time:
1-The man sat at his desk, it was almost dawn and he hadn’t slept a wink… (and so on and so forth)
End Time: 1:04am
*1-The man sat
2-The phone rang
*3- The boy lied
*4- The man read
*5- The girl wrote
*6- A man read
*7- A woman ate
*8- A girl laughed
*9- The man lied
*10- The girl drank
*11- The boy dropped
*12- A girl ran
*13- The cigarette burned
*14- The candle danced
*15- The barmaid served
*16- A girl joked
*17- A woman smoked
*18- The girl slept
*19- The boy chuckled
*Fiction* PART TWO
12
For this one, instead of using the three word phrase, use complete sentences, spend a full hour at it...
There’s a difference in how you’ll approach “The man sat” and “The man sat, hearing the creak of the old couch under his weight”
FOR EXEMPLE (begin as follows)
“The man sat, hearing the creak of the old couch under his weight…”
Start Time:
*1-The man sat, hearing the creak of the old couch under his weight. He felt drained and exhausted after the funeral. He sighed heavily and he didn’t know
how he should feel about (and so on and so forth)
End Time:
*1-The man sat
*2-The phone rang
*3- The boy lied
*4- The man read
*5- The girl wrote
*6- A man read
*7- A woman ate
*8- A girl laughed
*9- The man lied
*10- The girl drank
*11- The boy dropped
*12- A girl ran
*13- The cigarette burned
*14- The candle danced
*15- The barmaid served
*16- A girl joked
*17- A woman smoked
*18- The girl slept
*19- The boy chuckled
CREATIVE WRITING WORKOUT
This is an improvised writing exercise I wrote for myself, if you feel like doing it... Just select a title and write non-stop, without editing yourself, a first chapter of a story... If you feel like it, to give this exercise a twist, feel free to complete the story I wrote below!! And send me the results at tashygirl80@live.ca
THE NOTEBOOK
Failure.
Good-for-nothing loser.
A real waste of a human life.
Any way you could put it, this was how Cathy Baker saw herself. Not many twenty seven year-old girls considered themselves as useful to humanity as a handle on a spoon but Cathy was one of those precious few.
She’d tried suicide a few times, thought about it constantly. Prayed for a bus to run her over, or a psycho to slash her into pieces yet in vain.
She woke up and stared ahead, she’d quit her job the week before and stopped eating four days ago. Didn’t matter.
Nobody cared. She didn’t care anymore.
What day is it? She hadn’t gotten out of bed for three days now, not even to watch tv or shower or anything.
However, today she got out of bed and put on her dirty wife beater, her worn jeans and her Converse she’d had since she was a foetus and stepped outside of her apartment, she walked down to the fire escape door and made her way down the stairs and there it was.
An ordinary notebook. A coil ruled-sheet notebook just there by the exit door.
She picked it up and turned the page.
THE NOTEBOOK
Failure.
Good-for-nothing loser.
A real waste of a human life.
Any way you could put it, this was how Cathy Baker saw herself. Not many twenty seven year-old girls considered themselves as useful to humanity as a handle on a spoon but Cathy was one of those precious few.
She’d tried suicide a few times, thought about it constantly. Prayed for a bus to run her over, or a psycho to slash her into pieces yet in vain.
She woke up and stared ahead, she’d quit her job the week before and stopped eating four days ago. Didn’t matter.
Nobody cared. She didn’t care anymore.
What day is it? She hadn’t gotten out of bed for three days now, not even to watch tv or shower or anything.
However, today she got out of bed and put on her dirty wife beater, her worn jeans and her Converse she’d had since she was a foetus and stepped outside of her apartment, she walked down to the fire escape door and made her way down the stairs and there it was.
An ordinary notebook. A coil ruled-sheet notebook just there by the exit door.
She picked it up and turned the page.
PRIVATE AND CONFIDENTIAL
This is a transcript of a conversation I had with an acquaintance... Given this society's love of eavesdropping and such... I'll let you in!!!
BEN says:
my msn is acting weird
BEN says:
night
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
mine too
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
So I see you have joined the Facebook insanity.... I was just looking it up
BEN says:
heh
BEN says:
well im not too sure about immersing myself in it
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Do you spend a lot of time online?
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
You don't have to... thanks for accepting my invitation, though
BEN says:
Not really, right now I'm just unwinding from work
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Work?
BEN says:
yeah, I work a swing shift so I get off at 11
BEN says:
and like most days, its stressful
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Oh, that's right... here it's like 3;32am
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I stay up late....
BEN says:
ah, yeah. Its 12:37 here
BEN says:
what time do you get up?
BEN says:
am I still connected?
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Yes
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I dropped my ashtray
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Had to clean it up
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I get up round 10:30am
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Or 12
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Or 1
BEN says:
meh, then I guess 3 is doable
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Whenever
BEN says:
do you work?
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Yeah, I've done that...
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Late afternoon
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I'm a volunteer for the veterans
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I don't have a set schedule
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I have activities in the morning
BEN says:
huh? How do you pay the bills? If you dont mind me asking.
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Boyfriend
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I live with boyfriend
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Boyfriend makes money...
BEN says:
ah, that.
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Yes
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
It works
BEN says:
yeah
BEN says:
wish I could do that
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
He wants me to focus on my writing
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
He actually encourages my dream
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
And the volunteer work is rewarding
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
For now
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
We'll see
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
You never know
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I lost my job last year, a sucky cashier job at a supermarket
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I wasn't making shit
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
So, right now I just want to focus on my dream
BEN says:
those jobs usually dond
BEN says:
dont*
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I'm a geek... I love to write... more than anything else
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
BEN says:
hrm, thats good. Its good to know what your passions are
BEN says:
and never be ashamed of who you are
BEN says:
I'm a geek too.
BEN says:
My father is a writer
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Really? Novels?
BEN says:
he started out small with things like plays for local events
BEN says:
then he worked his way up to screen plays, and now hes doing novels, yes
BEN says:
I like writing too, but I know I'm not very good at it. I think I could in time, get better...
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
You're good, i like reading you
BEN says:
He always said reading is the best way to learn writing, however, I don't read as much as I should. Who do you read?
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I read many different books, right now I'm reading James A. Michener The Fires of Spring
BEN says:
hrm, afraid I've never heard of it. Is it a romance?
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Adventures in the Screen Trade A Personal View of Hollywood and Screenwriting WILLIAM GOLDMAN
True and False Heresy and Common Sense for the Actor David Mamet
True Believer Nicholas Sparks
Suzanne's Diary for Nicholas James Patterson
You'll Never Make Love in This Town Again Terrie Maxine Frankel.
All Families are Psychotic by Douglas Coupland
Fast Food Nation The Dark Side of the All-Americ
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Not romance
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
offline?
BEN says:
me? no
BEN says:
I like the "All Families are Psychotic"
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
you read it?
BEN says:
No, I've lived it
BEN says:
heheh
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
He he
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
We all have
BEN says:
Someone did tell me something about fast food nation though
BEN says:
what is that about?
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
It's about the fast food industry
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
About how it's all corrupted and there's shit in the meat
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
And what not...
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
It's pretty good
BEN says:
yeah...
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
The guy who wrote it did his homework
BEN says:
erm, I don't like thinking about that
BEN says:
I just note that it cures my hunger
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Me neither, I still like mcdonalds So, you're pretty compelling.... on your blogs
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Who's Tash?
BEN says:
oh...
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
My name is Natacha... I hope you're not biased
BEN says:
I'm not
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
You know, we're not all....
BEN says:
she was great
BEN says:
I loved her very much
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Of course her name is Tash
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I know how love can fuck you up
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
It takes a while to bounce back
BEN says:
I don't really know what to say about her. What do you want to know?
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I don't know. We don't have to talk about her, you could tell me to mind my business...
BEN says:
I don't mind, I just can't grasp something to start about.
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I'm here, if you ever needed to get anything off your chest
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
You don't know me and it's weird
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
But I can listen
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Sometimes it helps to talk to a complete stranger
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I've lived the ups and downs of love
BEN says:
my msn is acting weird
BEN says:
night
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
mine too
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
So I see you have joined the Facebook insanity.... I was just looking it up
BEN says:
heh
BEN says:
well im not too sure about immersing myself in it
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Do you spend a lot of time online?
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
You don't have to... thanks for accepting my invitation, though
BEN says:
Not really, right now I'm just unwinding from work
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Work?
BEN says:
yeah, I work a swing shift so I get off at 11
BEN says:
and like most days, its stressful
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Oh, that's right... here it's like 3;32am
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I stay up late....
BEN says:
ah, yeah. Its 12:37 here
BEN says:
what time do you get up?
BEN says:
am I still connected?
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Yes
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I dropped my ashtray
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Had to clean it up
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I get up round 10:30am
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Or 12
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Or 1
BEN says:
meh, then I guess 3 is doable
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Whenever
BEN says:
do you work?
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Yeah, I've done that...
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Late afternoon
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I'm a volunteer for the veterans
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I don't have a set schedule
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I have activities in the morning
BEN says:
huh? How do you pay the bills? If you dont mind me asking.
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Boyfriend
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I live with boyfriend
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Boyfriend makes money...
BEN says:
ah, that.
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Yes
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
It works
BEN says:
yeah
BEN says:
wish I could do that
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
He wants me to focus on my writing
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
He actually encourages my dream
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
And the volunteer work is rewarding
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
For now
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
We'll see
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
You never know
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I lost my job last year, a sucky cashier job at a supermarket
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I wasn't making shit
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
So, right now I just want to focus on my dream
BEN says:
those jobs usually dond
BEN says:
dont*
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I'm a geek... I love to write... more than anything else
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
BEN says:
hrm, thats good. Its good to know what your passions are
BEN says:
and never be ashamed of who you are
BEN says:
I'm a geek too.
BEN says:
My father is a writer
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Really? Novels?
BEN says:
he started out small with things like plays for local events
BEN says:
then he worked his way up to screen plays, and now hes doing novels, yes
BEN says:
I like writing too, but I know I'm not very good at it. I think I could in time, get better...
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
You're good, i like reading you
BEN says:
He always said reading is the best way to learn writing, however, I don't read as much as I should. Who do you read?
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I read many different books, right now I'm reading James A. Michener The Fires of Spring
BEN says:
hrm, afraid I've never heard of it. Is it a romance?
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Adventures in the Screen Trade A Personal View of Hollywood and Screenwriting WILLIAM GOLDMAN
True and False Heresy and Common Sense for the Actor David Mamet
True Believer Nicholas Sparks
Suzanne's Diary for Nicholas James Patterson
You'll Never Make Love in This Town Again Terrie Maxine Frankel.
All Families are Psychotic by Douglas Coupland
Fast Food Nation The Dark Side of the All-Americ
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Not romance
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
offline?
BEN says:
me? no
BEN says:
I like the "All Families are Psychotic"
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
you read it?
BEN says:
No, I've lived it
BEN says:
heheh
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
He he
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
We all have
BEN says:
Someone did tell me something about fast food nation though
BEN says:
what is that about?
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
It's about the fast food industry
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
About how it's all corrupted and there's shit in the meat
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
And what not...
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
It's pretty good
BEN says:
yeah...
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
The guy who wrote it did his homework
BEN says:
erm, I don't like thinking about that
BEN says:
I just note that it cures my hunger
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Me neither, I still like mcdonalds So, you're pretty compelling.... on your blogs
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Who's Tash?
BEN says:
oh...
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
My name is Natacha... I hope you're not biased
BEN says:
I'm not
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
You know, we're not all....
BEN says:
she was great
BEN says:
I loved her very much
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Of course her name is Tash
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I know how love can fuck you up
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
It takes a while to bounce back
BEN says:
I don't really know what to say about her. What do you want to know?
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I don't know. We don't have to talk about her, you could tell me to mind my business...
BEN says:
I don't mind, I just can't grasp something to start about.
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I'm here, if you ever needed to get anything off your chest
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
You don't know me and it's weird
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
But I can listen
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
Sometimes it helps to talk to a complete stranger
NashMayce1980@live.ca says:
I've lived the ups and downs of love
ABOUT FACEBOOK AND FRIENDSHIPS
So, as most people in the Western Hemisphere are, I am on this madness called Facebook!!! There are so many useless applications---ergo: What fruit are you? Who were you in a past life? What G-Unit are you? What condom are you? Blah blah blah, useless! For those not in the know of Facebook, log on to www.facebook.com and check it out.
However, I have found one interesting application called Friendship Quotes and here are samples:
True friendship is a plant of slow growth, and must undergo and withstand the shocks of adversity, before it is entitled to the appellation. - George WashingtonBrought to you by Friendship Quotes http://apps.facebook.com/friendshipquotes/
A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out. - Walter WinchellI can be that friend
apps.facebook.com
http://apps.facebook.com/friendshipquotes/
True friendship can afford true knowledge. It does not depend on darkness and ignorance. - Henry David ThoreauBrought to you by Friendship Quotes http://apps.facebook.com/friendshipquotes/
You cannot say you've lost a friend. If a friendship is capable of ending, it is because it never existed. - Mayza Blanco MartinezBrought to you by Friendship Quotes http://apps.facebook.com/friendshipquotes/
And those two are my own
I found this great quote about friendship, a bit long, but coolWHAT IS A FRIEND? What is a friend? I will tell you. It is a person with whom you dare to be yourself. Your soul can be naked with him. He seems to ask of you to put on nothing, only to be what you are. He does not want you to be better or worse. When you are with him, you feel declared innocent. You do not have to be on your guard. You can say what you think, so long as it is genuinely you. He understands those contradictions in your nature that lead others to misjudge you. With him you breathe freely. You can avow your little vanities and envies, hates and vicious sparks, your meannesses and absurdities and, in opening them up to him, they are lost, dissolved on the white sands of his loyalty. He understands. You do not have to be careful. You can abuse him, neglect him, tolerate him. Best of all, you can keep still with him. It makes no matter. He likes you. He is like fire that purge to the bone. He understands. You can weep with him, sin with him, laugh with him. Through it all and underneath, he sees, knows and loves you. A friend... What is a friend? Just one, I repeat, with whom you dare to be yourself (----C. Raymond Beran)
To have a friend is to invite someone closer and closer to the sacred chambers of the heart. To be a friend is to tread softly... thereBrought to you by Friendship Quotes http://apps.facebook.com/friendshipquotes
Anyhow, I decided to do some investigating of my own:
Live Search: Friendship Quotes
http://search.live.com/results.aspx?mkt=en-ca&FORM=TOOLBR&q=friendship+quotes
And came across this very interesting site:
THE FRIENDSHIP PAGE: FRIENDSHIP QUOTES
http://www.friendship.com.au/quotes/
So, feel free to check it out and let me know what you think!!!!
This blog is to be continued.... I'm not done talking about friendship, since this term I find is used loosely and randomly...
What is a true friend to you? I ask you this!
However, I have found one interesting application called Friendship Quotes and here are samples:
True friendship is a plant of slow growth, and must undergo and withstand the shocks of adversity, before it is entitled to the appellation. - George WashingtonBrought to you by Friendship Quotes http://apps.facebook.com/friendshipquotes/
A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out. - Walter WinchellI can be that friend
apps.facebook.com
http://apps.facebook.com/friendshipquotes/
True friendship can afford true knowledge. It does not depend on darkness and ignorance. - Henry David ThoreauBrought to you by Friendship Quotes http://apps.facebook.com/friendshipquotes/
You cannot say you've lost a friend. If a friendship is capable of ending, it is because it never existed. - Mayza Blanco MartinezBrought to you by Friendship Quotes http://apps.facebook.com/friendshipquotes/
And those two are my own
I found this great quote about friendship, a bit long, but coolWHAT IS A FRIEND? What is a friend? I will tell you. It is a person with whom you dare to be yourself. Your soul can be naked with him. He seems to ask of you to put on nothing, only to be what you are. He does not want you to be better or worse. When you are with him, you feel declared innocent. You do not have to be on your guard. You can say what you think, so long as it is genuinely you. He understands those contradictions in your nature that lead others to misjudge you. With him you breathe freely. You can avow your little vanities and envies, hates and vicious sparks, your meannesses and absurdities and, in opening them up to him, they are lost, dissolved on the white sands of his loyalty. He understands. You do not have to be careful. You can abuse him, neglect him, tolerate him. Best of all, you can keep still with him. It makes no matter. He likes you. He is like fire that purge to the bone. He understands. You can weep with him, sin with him, laugh with him. Through it all and underneath, he sees, knows and loves you. A friend... What is a friend? Just one, I repeat, with whom you dare to be yourself (----C. Raymond Beran)
To have a friend is to invite someone closer and closer to the sacred chambers of the heart. To be a friend is to tread softly... thereBrought to you by Friendship Quotes http://apps.facebook.com/friendshipquotes
Anyhow, I decided to do some investigating of my own:
Live Search: Friendship Quotes
http://search.live.com/results.aspx?mkt=en-ca&FORM=TOOLBR&q=friendship+quotes
And came across this very interesting site:
THE FRIENDSHIP PAGE: FRIENDSHIP QUOTES
http://www.friendship.com.au/quotes/
So, feel free to check it out and let me know what you think!!!!
This blog is to be continued.... I'm not done talking about friendship, since this term I find is used loosely and randomly...
What is a true friend to you? I ask you this!
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
DEBAUCHERY SUNDAYS
The night unveiled
The morning sun
There is nowhere
to hide
No lies
are told
As the day breaks
the truth be told
Another sleepless night
Another dancein the devil's arms
Wasted and wounded
In your arms
I heal
in your eyes
I feel
Time stops as the hours go by
The fadesAnother sunday
wasted away
It should bewrong
It should bebad
Yet it feels so good
It feels so right
What can I do?
You make debauchery
look so damn good
The morning sun
There is nowhere
to hide
No lies
are told
As the day breaks
the truth be told
Another sleepless night
Another dancein the devil's arms
Wasted and wounded
In your arms
I heal
in your eyes
I feel
Time stops as the hours go by
The fadesAnother sunday
wasted away
It should bewrong
It should bebad
Yet it feels so good
It feels so right
What can I do?
You make debauchery
look so damn good
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