Age, theater pimping, writing, and a bit of sentimentality

I just realized my brother is turning 34 tomorrow. I shouldn't have a 34 year-old brother. Because that would make me -- oh, I don't want to even think of that number. The thing is, I don't feel it. Maybe I'm really 32 & just think I'm older. I could handle still being 32. Beats being in my 20s & I don't want to relive my teen years for anything (although in my brain, my mom is perpetually 35 - I don't know why). Actually, silly me, judging things by California time - I guess I could consider him 34 now since he's in St. Louis. 34 is a really depressing age - the thought that popped into my mind when I hit it was "Now I'm older than Jesus." Think about it. Sad but true.

Interesting thing about Christianity and the bible - we discount Adam & Eve and Noah & the ark as stories, and yet we believe everything that was written about Jesus actually happened. That makes no sense.

So in honor of my brother's birthday, I want anyone - in, near, or within 50 miles of the St. Louis area - who happens to read this in the next week to get out to the WestEnd Players Guild Production of "Betrayal". It runs Nov 3-5 & 10-12. All I can promise is that you'll be witnessing one of the finest acting talents in the world.

And I'm not biased.

Really I'm not.

I'm slowly working through some of the O'Reily thing. It's different. I haven't quite figured out the order or how it's going to be. I could extend it and do it as a series. I am really hating that I loaned my sister Seasons 1 & 2. What was I thinking (that I wasn't going to leave Season 3 with her past the Monday after Thanksgiving)? That she'd be hooked and hopelessly addicted by now? She's had them for a month. (Okay, maybe 3 weeks) and she hasn't mentioned anything yet. And here I am needing them for perfectly good research and I'm without them. Yes, I know the transcripts are on line, but that doesn't give the full picture. I can visualize a lot, but there's still some things that I'm missing. Sigh. I'm playing around again with that time in solitary that the riot leaders got between Seasons One & Two. There's a lot actually that could go on between the two seasons. Ten months is a long time. Lots of things can develop for all of them. So very nice. Little plot bunnies making more and more little plot bunnies. And I'm glad.

I think I might do the O'Reily thing in parts. That way I can concentrate on one relationship at a time. And also be able to spin it out a little faster than I otherwise thought since I've overcommitted myself again for this weekend. I may play hooky on Sunday. They're not going to really need me this week so I can get by without it.

I'm really glad the Oz Magi may run again this year. This will be my first time participating (although I've had a request in mind for quite a while). I read the some of the stories from the last two and that's what got me into fic and onto the site. I would be sitting in front of my television now, watching either a movie or some television episode, and still not writing. I really don't think I could adequately express how much this community means to me. It encourages me and feeds my soul. People may think that it's not "real" writing, but it's a start, it's an outlet, it brings completion, shows a certain kind of love, gives a voice. And really, isn't that what writing is all about?

Age, theater pimping, writing, and a bit of sentimentality

I just realized my brother is turning 34 tomorrow. I shouldn't have a 34 year-old brother. Because that would make me -- oh, I don't want to even think of that number. The thing is, I don't feel it. Maybe I'm really 32 & just think I'm older. I could handle still being 32. Beats being in my 20s & I don't want to relive my teen years for anything (although in my brain, my mom is perpetually 35 - I don't know why). Actually, silly me, judging things by California time - I guess I could consider him 34 now since he's in St. Louis. 34 is a really depressing age - the thought that popped into my mind when I hit it was "Now I'm older than Jesus." Think about it. Sad but true.

Interesting thing about Christianity and the bible - we discount Adam & Eve and Noah & the ark as stories, and yet we believe everything that was written about Jesus actually happened. That makes no sense.

So in honor of my brother's birthday, I want anyone - in, near, or within 50 miles of the St. Louis area - who happens to read this in the next week to get out to the WestEnd Players Guild Production of "Betrayal". It runs Nov 3-5 & 10-12. All I can promise is that you'll be witnessing one of the finest acting talents in the world.

And I'm not biased.

Really I'm not.

I'm slowly working through some of the O'Reily thing. It's different. I haven't quite figured out the order or how it's going to be. I could extend it and do it as a series. I am really hating that I loaned my sister Seasons 1 & 2. What was I thinking (that I wasn't going to leave Season 3 with her past the Monday after Thanksgiving)? That she'd be hooked and hopelessly addicted by now? She's had them for a month. (Okay, maybe 3 weeks) and she hasn't mentioned anything yet. And here I am needing them for perfectly good research and I'm without them. Yes, I know the transcripts are on line, but that doesn't give the full picture. I can visualize a lot, but there's still some things that I'm missing. Sigh. I'm playing around again with that time in solitary that the riot leaders got between Seasons One & Two. There's a lot actually that could go on between the two seasons. Ten months is a long time. Lots of things can develop for all of them. So very nice. Little plot bunnies making more and more little plot bunnies. And I'm glad.

I think I might do the O'Reily thing in parts. That way I can concentrate on one relationship at a time. And also be able to spin it out a little faster than I otherwise thought since I've overcommitted myself again for this weekend. I may play hooky on Sunday. They're not going to really need me this week so I can get by without it.

I'm really glad the Oz Magi may run again this year. This will be my first time participating (although I've had a request in mind for quite a while). I read the some of the stories from the last two and that's what got me into fic and onto the site. I would be sitting in front of my television now, watching either a movie or some television episode, and still not writing. I really don't think I could adequately express how much this community means to me. It encourages me and feeds my soul. People may think that it's not "real" writing, but it's a start, it's an outlet, it brings completion, shows a certain kind of love, gives a voice. And really, isn't that what writing is all about?

Stillness

Part of me doesn't want to type at all. I'd rather just sit here and run my fingers over the keyboard a couple of times, but I find myself applying pressure, forming words with a desire for some record.

It wasn't a bad day today, just long. I got up at 7:20 because I wanted to have a few minutes to write before taking off. I went out to this youth fair that I'd volunteered for (me, youth, yeah, I don't get it either). I've done it the past 3 years though and it's really quite a lot of fun. It took up most of my morning though. So I got home and did a little research for my O'Reily thing. And then off to be a music sub at the church I used to go to. I've been home a couple of hours now.

Seems like no one is writing lately. Maybe it's because we're in between 5 for 6 & Oz Magi, but there are a few people who have works in progress that could be continued. You know who you are. I was a little distressed about the HT100 Challenge, since I don't watch a whole lot of TV (no SVU, Lost, Justice, etc.), but my brain managed to wrap around one show that I know pretty well, so I'll go with that. Of course my brain just did the sickest thing, putting Lee Tergesen's character from "Monster" in a car with Chris Keller - who would survive? Sick.

I e-mailed my choir director and let him know I was playing hooky tomorrow. They don't need me this week - I've got somebody to cover me & we're not doing any special music so it's all good. I really wish the princess was back, then we could go on some kind of three woman rotation. And I wouldn't have to listen to "princess lite" working all of the solos. Brat's even going to be doing special music at my monthly Friday service - arranged without my knowledge. After he blows me off for October's (I think that's what pisses me off more than anything).

So right now it's either back to O'Reily (and I gotta admit, I like O'ReilyBrain. It's much better than KellerBrain any day) or watching one of the two movies from Netflix that have been languishing on my front table for weeks. Or the last epi of Season Six. It just makes me sad to think about watching that all the way to the bus at the end. Maybe I could turn it off after Keller falls. Now I'm depressed. So it'll be O'Reily then, I've nearly got the prologue done. I'm actually kinda happy about how that's turning out, so I'll play with that instead. Sorry to hijack you all on that train of thought - that's where my brain is.

Stillness

Part of me doesn't want to type at all. I'd rather just sit here and run my fingers over the keyboard a couple of times, but I find myself applying pressure, forming words with a desire for some record.

It wasn't a bad day today, just long. I got up at 7:20 because I wanted to have a few minutes to write before taking off. I went out to this youth fair that I'd volunteered for (me, youth, yeah, I don't get it either). I've done it the past 3 years though and it's really quite a lot of fun. It took up most of my morning though. So I got home and did a little research for my O'Reily thing. And then off to be a music sub at the church I used to go to. I've been home a couple of hours now.

Seems like no one is writing lately. Maybe it's because we're in between 5 for 6 & Oz Magi, but there are a few people who have works in progress that could be continued. You know who you are. I was a little distressed about the HT100 Challenge, since I don't watch a whole lot of TV (no SVU, Lost, Justice, etc.), but my brain managed to wrap around one show that I know pretty well, so I'll go with that. Of course my brain just did the sickest thing, putting Lee Tergesen's character from "Monster" in a car with Chris Keller - who would survive? Sick.

I e-mailed my choir director and let him know I was playing hooky tomorrow. They don't need me this week - I've got somebody to cover me & we're not doing any special music so it's all good. I really wish the princess was back, then we could go on some kind of three woman rotation. And I wouldn't have to listen to "princess lite" working all of the solos. Brat's even going to be doing special music at my monthly Friday service - arranged without my knowledge. After he blows me off for October's (I think that's what pisses me off more than anything).

So right now it's either back to O'Reily (and I gotta admit, I like O'ReilyBrain. It's much better than KellerBrain any day) or watching one of the two movies from Netflix that have been languishing on my front table for weeks. Or the last epi of Season Six. It just makes me sad to think about watching that all the way to the bus at the end. Maybe I could turn it off after Keller falls. Now I'm depressed. So it'll be O'Reily then, I've nearly got the prologue done. I'm actually kinda happy about how that's turning out, so I'll play with that instead. Sorry to hijack you all on that train of thought - that's where my brain is.