fannyfae: (blooded dagger)
Originally posted by [personal profile] write_light at BAD Internet Laws Heading Your Way

From the flist: 



Spread the word, even you're not a US citizen, it is important for everyone!! It easy to do and it can change everything. More info by clicking on the banner.

Website Blocking

The government can order service providers to block websites for infringing links posted by any users.

Risk of Jail for Ordinary Users

It becomes a felony with a potential 5 year sentence to stream a copyrighted work that would cost more than $2,500 to license, even if you are a totally noncommercial user, e.g. singing a pop song on Facebook.

Chaos for the Internet

Thousands of sites that are legal under the DMCA would face new legal threats. People trying to keep the internet more secure wouldn't be able to rely on the integrity of the DNS system.


Read this analysis from boing-boing.net

Get on the phone and call your representative. Express your disapproval. Tell him or her exactly how you feel, and that you don't support this. Tell your friends to call their representatives, their Congressperson, and complain. Mention that you are a registered voter that takes your civic responsibility seriously and that you will use that vote to express your feelings about this.

http://www.rollcall.com/issues/57_60/Internet-Companies-Boost-Hill-Lobbying-210345-1.html?pos=olobh

“We support the bill’s stated goals — providing additional enforcement tools to combat foreign ‘rogue’ websites that are dedicated to copyright infringement or counterfeiting,” the Internet companies wrote in Tuesday’s letter. “Unfortunately, the bills as drafted would expose law-abiding U.S. Internet and technology companies to new uncertain liabilities, private rights of action and technology mandates that would require monitoring of websites.”  The chamber-led coalition in support of the bill includes Walmart, Eli Lilly & Co. and Netflix.

Google and other opponents of the legislation argue that restricting the Internet in the U.S. sets a bad international precedent and that the language defines infringing too broadly.

fannyfae: (cruel pen)
Dreams are strange things. I have a long history of having very strange and very profound dreams. If anyone, particularly a psychologist, were to ask whether or not I dream in colour, I would have to say, yes, indeed I do. If that makes me crazy, then so be it.

Recently I had one of those dreams that ranked pretty high on the strangeness scale, even for me. It started out as so may of my dreams do, where there is a tornado. A dream interpreter would say that this particular symbol means that there is an incredible amount of chaos in the life of the dreamer. I think I would agree with this. My life is filled with a bit of chaos at the moment.Read more... )

Ruthless

Oct. 21st, 2011 11:07 pm
fannyfae: Sebastien & Faelyn (our sin)
This was a story written by [personal profile] all_for_me, who is just a completely arrogant and ruthless bastard in every sense. It is a much cherished gift that was given to me some years ago, and I thought it far too good not to share. Enjoy! Read more... )
fannyfae: (warrioress)
Mun Prompt: What aspect of your muse do you like least?

It is hard to dislike a character that you have spent so many years as I have with Fanny. She definitely has her quirks and being half Sidhe or Fae, she thinks about things rather differently than those of us who are a little bit more human would do.

I started by basing her off of a real life ancestor of mine and so she sort of took on a life of her own. I think that there was a time I would have said that Fanny's arrogance was the aspect I liked the least. Now, I am just amused by it. There are a couple of other things, however, that I find rather frustrating about writing her after all of this time.Read more... )


Muse: Francoise de Rochefort
Fandom: Original Character
Word Count: 500-ish
fannyfae: (medieval banquet)
For any of us who write, we all are quite familiar with the truth that we can find a million reasons not to sit down and write. There's a house that needs cleaning, kids and spouses that need attention, things around the house that need to be repaired, homework assignments, and a myriad other things that pull us in a hundred different directions. The hardest part is to consistently make our way to that place and time where we can just let the words flow. Read more... )
fannyfae: (feeling you through your words)
It's National Book Week. The rules: Grab the closest book to you. Go to page 56. Copy the 5th sentence as your status. Don't mention the book. Post these rules as part of your post.


The Gods Speak:
Let the Great Wheel Turn: We sit at the hub of the Universe and the stars spin around.
fannyfae: (Fanny & Caroline)
Note: Originally written on Livejournal for the muse, [personal profile] faery_ring for [community profile] writers_muses


"Have you ever made harp pins like that before?" Jocelyn asked.

I nodded. I had made harp pins of bone before, and an entire harp from the carcass of game I had taken on my own. On the Fortunate Island I had learned from my Eldermentor, Myrddin. This would be no different. What concerned me most, however, was the construction of the neck and column. Every part of the harp, including the strings would utilize the carcass and would house the spirit of the poor creature that had given up their life for it. I confess, I should have felt more remorse than I did, but to be honest, I didn't.

"She was going to kill you, you know," I said matter-of-factly. Read more... )


Muse: Caroline de Rochefort
Fandom: Original Character
Word Count: 1118

© Ma'at Publishing
fannyfae: (sweat)
When someone yells ‘fire!’ somewhere like Tombstone, the entire town comes out to help. We live in a desert, and the chances of everything burning to the ground are very high. Outside Ike Clanton’s restaurant where I was taking dinner with Johnny Behan, the streets erupted into pandemonium. Fire trucks, horses, people were running toward the blaze. Even I was not unmoved by the commotion and rose from my chair.

“Where are you going, my dear?” Behan looked surprised, “I am sure that the town fire department have things well in hand. At least finish your supper.”

I felt my neck and my ears grow hot, and it was not from the fire. If something needs to be done, I see little point on sitting on your duff and not doing a damned thing about it, and this was definitely no exception. It stuck in my craw that Behan was so nonchalant about the what was going on around him!

“You can go ahead and sit there and finish your dinner, Johnny, but I cannot nor will I sit there while the rest of the town, including this restaruant’s proprietor is out helping!” I pushed my seat aside and shot him a look before I stormed out, “I know that you cannot risk spoiling your suit so I’ll be sure to send your regards to the rest of the town folk on your behalf.” I slammed the door behind me and could hear the thin wooden walls reverberate with the force of it. But I didn't care. Johny Behan was an elitist snob as far as I was concerned, and there wasn't anything he could have said that would have made me stay.Read more... )

Muse: Francoise de Rochefort
Fandom: Original Character / Folklore / Mythology
Word Count: 1362
Disclaimer Fanny Fae / Faelyn is mine,& history belongs to itself.
(Special thanks to the hand behind [profile] wyatt_earp on Pan Historia.)

© Ma'at Publishing
fannyfae: (WWII)
"And miles to go before I sleep." -- Robert Frost

either of them had done anything that I could condemn them for.

And yet the glances exchanged over dinner, and chess and now on the dance floor of the ballroom left very little to the imagination. From the moment the two had met, the SS Colonel and my youngest daughter, Jocelyn...Joie-Lynn had established a bond. Long glances, deep conversations and shared laughter punctuated their association from the start.

I bid the last guests goodnight. Jean-Pierre Moreau, the Chateau foreman, had left after he had received word his young daughter was running a fever. Begging my forgiveness, he left the gathering, but I suspected it was more than that. I agreed he should be with his daughter and promised that I would send Amarante to see to her or look to the child myself to make sure that it was nothing too serious. Like all good fathers, and certainly since the death of his wife, he was so very much more attentive to the little dark haired cherub with bright blue eyes. In spite of his obvious affection also for Jocelyn, the love of a father was stronger. In those eyes I saw how Sebastien had been with both of our daughters. Nothing could keep him away from either of them if they were sick or hurt. Read more... )


Muse: Francoise de Rochefort / Fanny Fae
Fandom: Original Character / Inglorious Basterds' (meta)
Word Count: 940
(originally posted to Pan Historia writing community)

© Ma'at Publishing
fannyfae: (queen of the fortunate isle)
And many will tremble thereby.
All habitations and desert spaces are indeed of My own creation, set forth,
All fully within My strength, not that of the false gods;
Wherefore I am He that men come with their rightful worship,
Not the false gods of their books, wrongly written;
But they come to know Me, a Peacock of bronze and of gold,
Wings spread over Kaaba and Temple and Church, not to be overshadowed.
And in the secret cave of My wisdom it is known that there is no God but Myself,
Archangel over all the Host, Melek Ta'us.
Knowing this, who dares deny?
Knowing this, who dares fail to worship?
- "Mes'haf i Resh" (The Yezidi Black Book)

He was the Brightest Star in the Heavens. Some say he was a God himself. Others say he was merely the servant of God. In either case the glorious perfection and splendour that he was had no equal either in the Heavens nor upon the Earth. Read more... )


Muse: Francoise de Rochefort
Prompt: 97 - Fallen Star
Word Count: 501

© Ma'at Publishing
fannyfae: (18th Century)
Is 400 years (and more) long enough a period of time to be considered 'obsessed' about something? Even I would admit that I was more than a little obsessed with retrieving my husband, Sebastien back from the Realm of the Dead. Every Samhain and Beltane, when the time was right, I would try to pry open the gates of Hel, and to revive him, bring his soul back to my side. I was unable to accept that he was lost to me for all time and that I would go into eternity without the one man to whom I gave my heart.

The need festered in my breast, arched and turned it inside out and each failure made all of the previous other failures stand out like knives piercing me through. I was a sovereign, could I not change the law that said that a Sidhe Queen could only have One True Spouse and no other? Could I not break with Tradition? Perhaps. And in doing so, I could have had any number of spouses, and truly, one or two made me realize I could have gone on to love again. In truth, I did love again. (Or was it in addition to?) But there was the ever-present Sidhe stubbornness and a still, small voice that would not let me relent.

Who did Death think it was? Who dared to say that I could not command what I desired from the Seven Realms of Existence? I was sometimes called 'Faelyn the Arrogant', 'Faelyn the Fool', and even 'Faelyn the Besotted by a mere mortal man.'. It was true. I was. I still am in some ways. Even though I have won the fight, with Sebastien now gone, off somewhere, who knows where, have I truly won the war?

I sometimes think that Death ultimately proved my obsession a rather futile one in the end.

© Ma'at Publishing
fannyfae: (champagne)
Opening a cabinet above he pulled out a bottle of scotch and two glasses, shuffling into the living room. Slowly I rose from the table and followed my host.

I retrieved the heavy file from my briefcase and brought it to the coffee table. Red poured Scotch into each glass.

Sitting down on the edge of the couch next to him, I pushed the folder toward him. Red took a sip from his glass, thumbing through the text files and photographs. The victims had been tortured, then suffocated. Red's face blanched. Draining his glass, he winced then poured himself another.


© Ma'at Publishing
fannyfae: (enchantress)
1. What makes a good villain, in your opinion?
There is no 100% bad villain, just as there are no 100% good heroes. Either one would be boring as hell and there can be no suspension of disbelief in either case. I like a villain that you can find glimpses of that person's past - why they are the way that they are. When that happens, the reader can almost empathise with that character. It doesn't have to be emo, or overt. Some of the most powerful things can be articulated with a mere glance, a gesture, or just the smallest of nuances. Those kinds of things add to their complexity and makes the villain far more compelling.

2. Do you tend to write more for villains or heroes? I tend to write characters with more villainous qualities than not. In the character's mind, they know exactly what they are doing and why and as Faelyn is fond of saying, and the icon indicates, All is fair in the pursuit of power. Faelyn spent her life living by that creed because of who and what she is. Other characters, such as [livejournal.com profile] sheldonsandscia is a sociopathic little bastard. He does what he does and feels not the slightest bit of remorse, except in the very odd instance and with very few people. [livejournal.com profile] nomanselizabth does what she does because she is a queen, and as a monarch, unpleasant tasks that guarantee one's survival have to be undertaken. I don't know that any of them really sit around and dream up new and interesting ways to be villainous, however.

3. Who wins more often in your stories, the good guy or the bad guy? It's a toss up. Sometimes one side wins over the other, but everyone is a villain or a hero, depending on your point of view. My stories tend to be about survival and the character going for what he or she wants. Formulaic who wins and who loses scenario rarely enter into the picture.


4. Have you ever written a redeemable / reformed villain? A good guy turned bad? Yes. I wrote a muse from child to adult who was just sweet and cute and she slowly changed into something else that in no way resembled her former self. That was hard, because I really rather liked the inquisitive little girl that was there before she lost her innocence.

5. Are there any themes among your bad guys - do you tend to write zombie stories, fantasy villains, etc?
Again, it is about the redeeming qualities of each villain that my muses interact with. [livejournal.com profile] captainbarbossa, early on, in spite of his dangerous exterior and arrogance has things about him that provide those small moments of creamy delicious story flavour! [livejournal.com profile] 1st_of_the200 is a muse where you clearly do have a bit of sympathy for the Devil! There are lots of wonderful villain muses that my muses will itneract with. such as the Giovanni's from the World of Darkness fandom. It is a natural for Faelyn / Fanny since she is half Unseeliewhich means,
"Unblessed" She even went as far to marry the "bad guy from the Three Musketeers fandom, The Comte de Rochefort as played by [livejournal.com profile] all_forme because they understood each other as more "heroic" muses wouldn't have.

6. Are some of your antagonists non-villains, just at cross purposes from the hero?

I have NPC's for that purpose and most of them are just ignorant and foolishly try to stand between my muses and their stated goals. Of course each side has varying degrees of success, neither side can win all of the time. Besides, conflict is what drives a story.
fannyfae: (OOC)
I have been given several invite codes to Dreamwidth. If anyone wants one, please message me.
fannyfae: (cleopatra)
Note: This piece is for the character of Queen Tiye, playing over at Pan Historia for the online 'novel', "Children of the God's Body". All work is original based on history.

Fine shards of light barely penetrated the sanctuary that held the Naos shrine. But where they lay their sharp beams, motes of dust floated like stars or minuscule God’s eyes amid the stark contrast of darkness.

Slender, sure fingers stroked along the strong forehead of the first prophet and over his cheeks and down his neck. The cool water and natron, intended to bathe the image of the God Imen, The Great God would not miss it and she would not be remiss in sharing it with His shrine Image. She would speak to Him privately, but now, the First Prophet’s vision had been diminished by the pain and now he lay on the limestone floor. His shallow breaths became deeper as the water cooled his forehead.Read more... )


Muse: Queen Tiye
Fandom: Historical
Word Count: 724
Disclaimers: None

Mémoires

Apr. 28th, 2011 06:02 pm
fannyfae: (feeling you through your words)
t was a matter of a few weeks after Sebastien's death that I found his personal journal. I had not been looking for it, nor had I intended to pry into those thoughts that were most certainly his and his alone. The dark brown leathern covers looked well worn, used and kept amongst my husband's private things. I thought, in our years together that were now all but too short a span of time, I had seen him writing in it, as he had seen me writing in my own, but far more immense book. This one now beckoned. It was an invitation, and I could almost see him standing there in front of the fire, holding his precious tome out to me and saying, "I want you to know, Faelyn. I want you to know all of me. See this beast of a man that you have married and locked your soul to for all that he is." Wordlessly, but not without gratitude I accepted that invitation. Read more... )


Muse: Fanny Fae / Faelyn
Fandom: Original Character / Folklore / Mythology
Word Count: 1301 (or thereabouts)

OOC Note & References Blithering )
fannyfae: (pic#)
I have an account on Dreamwidth and have copied all of my writings here. I am encouraging all my friends to port their stuff to other sites.n One great alternative (and I admit I am partial) is Pan Historia. We have privacy and no political garbage and no hacking.

Originally posted by [livejournal.com profile] clari_clyde at post

I’ve been wondering what’s up with all the DDoS attacks LJ has been receiving lately. Signal boosting [info]ingridmatthews:



Just in case anyone thinks LJ's downtime is just TPTB being incompetant, read this:


LiveJournal, Russia's blogging platform of choice, is sustaining biggest cyberattack attack in its history. Bloggers say the Kremlin wants to crack down on political discussion.


"LiveJournal, Russia’s most popular blogging platform, has been under a massive DDoS attack for the past few days. The attack has effectively wiped out Russia’s main refuge for unbridled political discussion, a hugely lively and extensive domain frequented by politicians, opposition activists and social commentators alike...


“The reason for attack is more than clear in this case — someone wants LiveJournal to disappear as a platform,” Ilya Dronov, development director at SUP, wrote in a post on his LiveJournal blog earlier this week. He said the hackers were hoping to push bloggers from LJ to social networks where “it's easier to fight individual users.”"


http://globalpost.com/dispatches/globalpost-blogs/bric-yard/russian-blog-site-under-attack


http://putinwatcher.blogspot.com/2011/04/cyber-war-on-russian-activist-bloggers.html


ETA, One more link, ganked from [info]norwich36 about the importance of LJ to russian bloggers:


LiveJournal's DDoS and Russian Politics


ETA, LJ Maintenance has released a map of the DDoS Botnet. And if you can’t get to the post by [info]lj_maintenance, the map is at:


http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&source=embed&q=http:%2F%2Fwww.livejournal.com%2Fops%2Fsecond_attack.kml&sll=20.96144,-38.320312&sspn=151.943385,95.273437&ie=UTF8&ll=24.846565,-29.179687&spn=151.155869,95.273437


If your computer is on there, they ask that you consider cleaning out your computer. Actually, even if your computer isn’t on there, it’s still a good idea to make sure your computer is free of malware.


fannyfae: (take a bite)
In the years that I had been attempting to revive my husband from the Realm of the Dead, I had only ever worked the Rite on Beltane and Samhain. It was only after some great reluctance that I was at last persuaded by a friend and ally that perhaps my timing was a little off. It took not a little to convince me that when the bud and tree were in full flower and yet not quite ripe for the harvest would be a far more appropriate time to attempt to bring Sebastien's spirit back from the aethers.
Read more... )

Muse: Francoise de Rochefort / Faelyn
Fandom: Original Character
Word Count: 1887
fannyfae: (Deal with the Devil - Azazeal & Faelyn)
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fannyfae: (Madame de Rochefort)
"I do not understand, Maman," I said, pushing my lip out petulantly, "Why must I stay here with Papa? He...." my eyes stung with the reality that my mother was leaving to journey for several months to her homeland and she was not taking me."

With an exasperated sigh, she laid aside the garment she had just removed from her closet and placed it on the bed. Before the maid could pick it up and fold it for her, my mother gave a gesture indicating that the young woman leave us alone. With a stiff curtsy, the pinch-faced girl, whom I only knew as Isabel, wordlessly left the room, closing the door behind her.

As soon as she was certain we were alone, my mother sat down on the edge of the bed and patted the space beside her. I dragged my feet and slowly sat next to her, my eyes stung no less and my lip had not retreated in the slightest in spite of this impromptu concession. "Françoise," she began, "I have already promised you, I will send for you soon.," she began, "but for now, I need you to understand. There is too much at stake in my homeland. Your father will be absorbed in the business, and you have Elise, oui?" Maman raised my chin with gentle fingertips."

"My heart hurts, Maman," I said, "I feel as if something terrible is going to happen and I have no idea what it is. Please say you will stay."
Read more... )


Muse: Fanny Fae / Faelyn
Fandom: Original Character / Original Fiction / Pan Historia
Word Count: 1210
fannyfae: (Default)
“And that one?” Blackwood jerked his chin at the woman who swept into the room just moments before.

“Oh, you do have a good eye,” Blackwood’s companion Sir Reginald Hanson took a sip of his champagne. “That is the ever-mysterious Queen of Fortuna; not like you and I and the rest of this lot, my friend,” Hanson said. “No, she is the godmother of Princess Roma, no less, and the Anam Cara of the Emperor himself, if you can believe it.”

Blackwood gave a thoughtful sound something like a "Hmm...” He wasn’t really listening to Hanson at this point, but rather watching the lovely creature across the room.

Even among the obvious pomp and glittering array that was the Boukunian Court, Augustine Henri Chaubert, Lord Blackwood could not help but be a little impressed. There was a willowy grace about the petite woman that was near the centre of the room. The midnight blue, almost black watered silk gown that she wore made her regal enough even without the jewellery of obvious Sidhe manufacture that she wore. Her dark hair had been arranged carefully and left her neck and shoulders exposed, causing Blackwood to lick his lips in wolfish anticipation.

She moved through the Boukunian Court and its guests and took a seat near the Imperial dais that was to the right of the throne. ‘Yes,’ Blackwood thought, ‘she did have some importance here. That would prove useful.’ Even as she interacted with the court, there was a certain distance to her demeanor. Perhaps the rumours of the Fortunan Queen choosing to remove herself from the Imperial Court had been true afterall. 'But why?' Blackwood wondered.

“I want an introduction to her, “he said simply. Hanson was aghast, nearly choking on his drink. “An introduction? Blackwood, my boy, I‘ve not even been formally introduced to the woman myself! What makes you think I can get past her guards or the Emperor's?”

“Well, then I guess I could do it myself,” he shrugged and goaded his friend with a feigned sigh.

‘Oh?”

“Yes, I am a Lord after all, not to mention an Aedept. The entire Order would be quite envious if they knew I was within gazing distance of Faelyn Gan Ceanach. Imagine their astonishment to know that I met her personally.”

“The Order mucky-mucks would most likely swallow their faces,” Hanson remarked wryly. "And If you get her to dance with you, Blackwood, then I promise I shall never question your abilities ever again."

“Really?” Blackwood grinned. “That alone would be an astonishing development," he said. "You may cling to you doubts, old boy, “ he patted Hanson's lapel, all the while continuing his discreet observations of the Queen of Fortuna, "but I will raise you and say that I will not only gain my introduction but in fact will fill the majority of her dance card for the entire event." This was just too delicious a proposition for Blackwood to pass up, and particularly interesting to him were the lady’s connections to the Emperor.

He abandoned Hanson and hovered closer and closer, mingling with members of the court, both those whom he knew and those whom he didn’t. After a suitable space of time there was at last very little distance between himself and the object of his curiosity. The distance of ten feet was respectful and could not have been construed as overly familiar. For one instant, he managed to catch the gaze of the Fortunan Monarch. Large, dark almond-shaped eyes shone back at him. Their depths were as impenetrable as the deepest night sky. Legends spoke of how she caused France’s most cold-blooded assassin to lay his heart at her feet. Within those eyes, Blackwood saw magic, mystery and power. It was those three things that were at the very core of his being.

Blackwood inclined his head and neck in a slight bow, but never averted his eyes. In acknowledgement, she curled her fingers, one after the other in a beckoning motion. He was being summoned. Somewhere behind him, Blackwood could have sworn he heard Hanson slap his forehead in utter disbelief.
fannyfae: (Default)
Ask me about a character of your choosing, and I will pick one of the following and tell you:

(a) Three facts about them from my personal fanon.
(b) A reason they're amazing.
(c) Five things that I'd like to see happen to them.
(d) Three people that I might ship that character with and why.
fannyfae: (Default)
I have come to the conclusion that a great many of my friends have migrated from LJ to either Insanejournal or Dreamwidth due to privacy and other issues. For the record, though I have an account at Insanejournal, I really do not wish to be on that site for the very simple reason that I detest the name of the domain.

My other reason is that my trust is slowly earned and while Dreamwidth keeps we the users posted as to what is happening on the site. I have yet to get any such notifications from Insanejournal. To my mind, that means that somewhere there is a disconnect between the site owners and the users. In spite of a number of my friends being there and doing lots of RP, etc. I just cannot see my way clear to giving the time and energy required to yet another site. Betweeen school and Pan Historia, I cannot see my way clear.

I will most likely be bringning my posts over to DW and thinking very seriously about re-booting Writer's Muses over here.

Time will tell, of course.
fannyfae: (Default)
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Vacation? What's that?

Yes. I would. I have and there's always a time and place for everything. I only need a little bit of time now and again. I think my main reason is that I have to have my laptop for school and for business, especially if I am working on film projects. If I am completely out of pocket, the entire world absolutely goes to hell. I suppose if I didn't have the laptop the Blackbery would suffice, but I would rather save that for when I cannot plug in with the PC.
fannyfae: (Default)
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Of course I am one of those that believes that nearly everything that happens to us has a reason, and that the experiences we have undergone ultimately helps make us who we are. There is the idea that hindsight is always 20/20, and that is true.

If I had to do it over I would most definitely have not wasted the time I did the first time I went to college. I would have stuck to my guns and gone for a career in the arts. I would have told my mother to go to hell as far as pushing me toward an education and career that I never used and that I had absolutely no desire to be a part of. Come to think of it, I would have taken the advice that I now give to my son and to any of my fellow students that are alongside me this time around. That advice basically is to follow your dreams no matter what. Absolutely DO NOT let any parent, no boyfriend or girlfriend, nor spouse or anyone else ever talk you out of doing whatever it is that makes your spirit sing! Do what you love, the money WILL follow and you will find a way to make it happen. I know it to be true.

Desire may not be an occupation, but it certainly can be a motivator toward finding one. Being a wages slave is not an option - being uninformed and shuffled around by life should not be the reality for the majority of people in this world. But if you don't sit down, really think about what it is that you want to do that you would be more than happy to do for free, even if you didn't get paid for it and make that your focus, some coroprate asshole is going to have no problem slipping the chains around your neck and driving you toward their agenda and goals.

If I knew then what I know now I would be doing what I am going to school to do now and that is for a career in film on the production side. I absolutely LOVE it! It may be 20 years after the first thought of it entered my brain, and I may be middle aged and considered a non-traditional student, but by God, I'm here and I will never let anyone talk me out of that dream ever again.
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I honestly did not get to see the State of the Union address that President Obama gave last night. I just happen to be one of those displaced workers that is over the age of 40 with no insurance and one that has gone back to school to try to adapt to the world that has obviously changed. I missed the address because I was studying for a test. At any rate, I have to say that I think that the current administration really does not bear responsibility for my lack of a job or the state our current economy is in. It was due to a compounding of many issues, and I realise that. I count myself as fortunate because I do know what my options are and I am going to make the best of what I can with what I have.

I worked for Dow Jones for the last four years and I can say that if people had any idea how incredibly close we came to losing it all, as in it being a far worse economic situation than they realise, I don't think that there would be nearly as much bitching going on as I have been hearing in every quarter. Given what has happened in the financial sector, and the outright rape and pillage that has been going on here and abroad for at least the last ten to fifteen years on Wall Street and via corporations and the super rich, blaming Obama is like blaming your doctor for you having gotten sick in the first place when you ate the junk food, smoked the cigarettes, and indulged in all the other bad behaviours. Come on! How realistic is that?

It's far from realistic to expect one man to fix a situation that took more than a decade to create in his first year in office. He's inherited two wars, a recession, record unemployment due to outsourcing, a real estate bubble that burst big time, trillions of dollars in deficit from Dubya and Dick Cheney. Not to mention how much the U.S. lost its face in the world at large under Bush. And yet, so many of the mis-informed or under-informed people in the U.S. just expect Obama to wave his hand and make all that disappear in the first year. I would like to see someone, ANYONE ELSE in the world go up against those sorts of challenges and do it in a fashion that has everyone having warm fuzzies.


I did vote for Obama this last time, and he was not my first choice. But given the choice between he and the other alternative, I voted for him and am happy that I did. I will most probably vote for him again - especially if Hillary continues with his Cabinet as Secretary of State.

I think people really need to get more informed outside of their own sphere what is going on and really try to understand WHY we are in the current state that we are as a Nation. In this era of constant instant communications and where everything is "on demand" people need to get realistic about what government can and cannot do, how fast it can happen and how much they should be involved and give a damn about the process outside of their own little self-created and self-contained little worlds.
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School is FABULOUS! I love, love, LOVE my classes! (Well, except for algebra, but we won't talk about that. That one I had to take. *pout*)

Everything I am doing is hands-on, production, script writing, lighting, camera, graphics,etc - all that and history, too! I am SOOO happy you cannot begin to express it. It is a little bit crowded, a little bit harried being a full time student carrying 18 credit hours. So, I know I owe reps, and I should be able to get to them all this weekend at the very latest. I will try to pick up some tonight after I print out my coursework. Anyway, I am just so squeefully happy I can't stand it; even when most of my classmates are young enough to be my kids. It doesn't matter. There are a few of us oldsters in there who finally said, "fuck it! I'm doing what I want to do with the rest of my life!"

That and there are jobs in production all over the place when I get out!
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1. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
2. I will respond by asking you 5 questions of a very personal nature.
3. You will update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them 5 questions.
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Twas the Night Before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring - well......except for the Hindu Mouse.

*~*~*~*~

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