I’ve been meaning to delve into blog-world for a long time now and a lot of things have kept me from trying (namely my blatant terror of technology and slight incompetence at using it).
And this year I’ve finally gotten to the point in life where I’m realizing that at some point you’ve got to get past the fear and try. Because really, that’s what most of the creative life is, at least for me. You can have all the fabulous ideas in the world, you can know your stuff and sit in front of movies or novels and cast judgement and say how you’d do it, but until you really dig in and try, well, you don’t really know how much work it is. Granted I’ve been working in different realms of the creative for a long time, but this extension of it…this is brand-spankin’ new to me. Much hilarity will come of it, I’m sure.
I suppose I should put up a few disclaimers as to what to expect. At this stage in life I work mostly in costumes and writing, but I’ve done a little bit of everything. I don’t really like to walk around with my resume staple-gunned to my head, but suffice it to say, I get around and I know enough, so if I suddenly pull out a random anecdote, don’t be surprised. I’m pretty blatant with my opinions. As I grow older I’ve learned to gentle my touch a little, but I’ve never really been about nodding and going with the crowd just so I don’t cause ripples. I also tangent a lot. And speak in random international colloquialisms, dude speak, and sound effects. You never have to wonder if I’m trying to effect speech when I’m writing as me – yes, I seriously talk like this. I’m fairly tenacious and it takes a lot to make me want to give up on something. I usually have five zillion things going on at once and talk about them interchangeably, depending on what I’m excited about at any given time. Genre and theme-wise I gravitate to fantasy, horror, kid lit, fairy tales, music, gender roles, and a few other things I’m probably forgetting.
And, oh yeah….I absolutely stinkin’ love what I do. I may not love the nitty-gritty at times, I may have my griping days, but when it comes down to it, I couldn’t imagine myself doing much else. I think sometimes people tend to assume I’m this very tough chick, a very strong personality that’s maybe a little weird. To a point I suppose it’s somewhat true, though I think it’s more accurate to say that I have a very unique way of looking at the world and I’m very passionate about things that excite me (yeah yeah, that’s what she said, ahem..). One of my favorite songs is Lou Reed’s ‘Magic and Loss.’ The album itself is insanely poignant and hard for me to listen to all in one go, but the song has become my ever-present reminder that life and everything in it circles on and on and on and finding yourself and doing something with what you’ve got is an ongoing process. And that last line! Oh, that last line!
There’s a little bit of magic in everything and some loss to even things out.
If it helps to make sense of all my insane ramblings and projects and plots, just remember that I tend to look for the magic in everything. And by magic I mean that little sense of something extra, that little bit of potential that may be unseen or made up, but is still a possibility in some form or realm. And though it’s hard, I just try to remember when things get tough and I get frustrated that like in any good story the loss makes the magic that much more special.
So yeah, let’s see what I can get up to then, hrm?
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