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Do you like being scared by books, films, and surprises? Describe the sensation of being scared, and why you love it — or don’t.
I most definitely do NOT like to be frightened or scared, much less do it to myself. I don’t have a good constitution for that. Literally, my nerve endings pop and seem to tear out of my skin at the very littlest thing. When did I first know? Oh, that would be in the woods. The music started rising, everything got faster and faster and louder and louder, then….. BANG! Bambi’s mother was dead….. off screen. It’s okay, my head was buried into the hood of my parka jacket long before that evil hunter murdered an innocent doe mom. I love Halloween, though; but hate zombies any way shape or form.
My body loves to be in a calm state. That’s just how it is. I won’t even watch violence on tv, though I did read “The Exorcist” and “Carrie.” I did “Carrie” on the big screen, but not “the Exorcist.” I love the subject matter, hate the pins-and-needles-through-my-skin excitement. Did I ever tell you that I’m a Gemini? Quintessential. What that means is that this post will fluctuate back and forth and when it’s all told, you won’t really know where I stand. No, I can’t really say that. I’m incapable of watching really violent movies or tv shows. I don’t watch or read mysteries, or pick up books with blood on the cover. I never read or saw a Stephen King book or movie. I really love Criminal Minds on tv, yet I can’t get through even half an episode without switching to another channel. I can watch Bones, though, and a new favorite, Blacklist.
I think there is too much violence, blood and gore, must too realistic blood and gore in the movies that children go see and what is put on tv. I’m sorry, but the generation of today is too brainwashed to know that they should not be watching this stuff. What is so great about zombies? Though I love that car commercial with the zombie in it, but that’s because it’s too crazy for me to think of a zombie having a civilized conversation and telling the sales girl that it’s not nice to place labels on people…. then his ear falls off and he admits that he IS a zombie… ha as if you couldn’t tell. That commercial gets me all the time and I laugh. Maybe this is how the powers that be desensitizes the public into believing zombies are “fun” and the next thing you know, babies are showing up all over the internet dressed up with zombie makeup. What happened to cute Halloween costumes for the little ones, younger than teenagers?
I wonder why people like to watch scary stuff. I mean, it’s not like there’s a decent plot except for maybe Stephen King puts out. Why do people like to be scared by Jason and the rest (as you can see, I’m not familiar with any of this type of pop culture, if you could call it “culture.” WHY does Hollywood resort to this sort of thing in the first place? Can’t they tell a decent story without all this crap? Why is it necessary? Oh, because people love to be frightened. Why? Are they missing something in their lives and this sort of thing reassures them that they’re still alive? Can’t that electrical alive sensation be gotten from somewhere else? It’s not even a good feeling, people.
You know, I don’t like those big rides at amusement parks, either. Too much adrenalin does not do my body good. I’m starting to feel sad for those people who need to scare themselves to death into this thing we call life. Hmm That’s kind of ironic, wouldn’t you say?
So, I’m sure there will be people out there who will take an exception to my musings today. I’m talking about the Horror genre. Maybe you can lay it out for me why you are attracted to scary movies, books and the blood and gore. Also, what about this late entry into the mix of adrenalin pumping rides that can be kind of dangerous yet we can’t be pulled away from riding them proudly dozens of times? What’s the draw to pay whatever you are paying to be scared?
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Daily Prompt: P.C.
by michelle w. on August 11,2013
My opinion on this is that political correctness DEFINITELY stifles honest discussion. Way too hot topics are racism, gay rights and abortion. NOBODY will touch these topics with a ten foot pole; but I really do wish that people would have honest discussions about them.
If we could all put aside our differences and openly admit that we do not know everything and that we each have our tendencies to say or do things that will offend others. If we can all check our baggage at the door, that would be great, too. Nobody is perfect and hell, yes, we were all raised in different environments, leaning toward one or another belief. We all have things, pleasant and unpleasant to others, ingrained in us from childhood and though some of us might choose to act differently, what is ingrained in us will never completely leave. What we CAN do is choose to act different, be more accepting of other people and their right to live how they choose. That’s not to say that we give up expressing our core beliefs, but recognize that although we are a part of this world; but we cannot control everyone in it to our own way of thinking.
Most importantly, I think, is that we all must be prepared to enter into these conversations open-minded and acknowledge that it might get unpleasant. We must not be afraid of that but I realize that will be hard to really trust people, I mean really trust that their motives are pure. Also, we must be prepared to deal with ignorance in a less than snarky manner. We must LISTEN. We must be prepared to face up to our wrongs… and I mean EVERYONE. This is crucial. There needs to be a give and take. There needs to be respect. I read a book this year called, “The Faith Club.” This was such a great book about three women, one Jewish, on Muslim and one Catholic. They each had a burning desire to learn and understand each other, the traditions and well, I think they wanted to understand what made the others tick. They were wanted to learn so that they could teach their children. What happened? In a nutshell, it was a rocky road, but they all persevered through their sometimes obvious and sometimes subtle differences and became friends.
Are we all so different that we don’t trust ourselves to tread these waters? The tension, the hate, the distrust must stop. These are the choices we make. We have the power to break the mold, but we’ve got to want to do it. People fit so well into the victim mold and find it more comfortable than they should. I say that because once in there, you just never want to leave. I’m sorry, but do we really want to be victims forever? It’s hard to leave the comfort zone, but it CAN be done.
- Daily Prompt: The Usefulness of Political Correctness (thelintinmypocket.wordpress.com)
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- Daily Prompt: You Can’t Handle the Truth (starvingactivist.wordpress.com)
Write an anonymous letter to someone you’re jealous of.
Wow. This assignment is pretty much a license to whine all day. Just for the record, I am not PMS’ing today. I’m writing my letter to everyone out there who has a job. I’m jealous of all of you. I never thought I’d say that and up to a couple of months ago I was not missing the work at all. Indeed, I am still loath to re-enter the workforce and giving my life to an employer who would most likely not look at me as a valuable employee. That is the trend. The climate has changed so much since I started working. What the hell happened? It was a world in which employers actually valued their employees, invested in them; and if you worked for a good company, you could expect to spend your entire career there.
I’m writing this post not because I envy people who have jobs (because I do) but because I’ve listened one too many times to people grumbling about their jobs. I’ve witnessed one too many times incompetence. Too many times waiting endlessly in a doctor’s office, listening to office workers happily gabbing, gossiping, complaining and not doing any work. Too many typos in professional documents and most of them coming from school administration offices, lack of professionalism, lack of pride in ones work. Man, the list goes on and on; and I stand here knowing I could do a much better job. It simply kills me. I guess that is where my anguish lies. You got the job… earn your money!
I was brought up with workplace etiquette ingrained in me. The generation my parents come from appreciated the opportunity to earn money. My parents taught me to be a good, loyal employee to the company I worked for, to be punctual, to not steal company property and that included everything from office supplies to toilet paper. It goes without saying I gave more than 100% of my professional efforts to my company. I was not a clock watcher. I did not stop work exactly at quitting time. I did not take even a minute over my lunch time allotment, however short. I stayed until at least my task was completed, even if that meant staying an hour or more, depending what that task was. Companies today do not value these qualities; or if they do, why do they betray those dedicated and loyal employees? It’s like they are distancing themselves on purpose to justify not investing in their employees’ future, which essentially is the future of their companies. They pretty much expect a high turnover rate now a days, or more likely they are encouraging it so that they do not have to give pay raises and opt out of providing health benefits. Oh, and lest I forget age discrimination. This is enough to discourage anyone, let alone myself who is definitely over the age of 50 and my prospects for any type of employment are little to none. I’ve been looking for a job, any job, since 2008 and I’ve not had even ONE interview.
I’m not going to summarize my situation in detail, but it’s been pretty depressing for me. My standards have been in a spiraling decline for this past year and still no luck. I live in a city that discriminates against the English speaker. I need a local job and my field is customer service, especially in the medical industry. When my dentist heard this, he basically shook his head and told me to keep trying, but we both know the climate here. Locally, those jobs would be in a doctor’s or dentist’s office and bilingual skills are required. Can’t blame them since this is an immigrant city, but I feel a lot of resentment against the discrimination. Currently, I’m looking for an overnight position to accommodate my husband’s budding teaching career… or hopefully, he will have a teaching career. This has not proven fruitful as of yet; but I have hope.
To all the objects of my jealousy, DON’T COMPLAIN ABOUT YOUR JOB~! Be grateful that you have one. Be grateful that you have a roof over your head (I know that I am) and whatever food you have in the fridge. Be grateful that compromising your child’s nutrition for a cheap meal is not on YOUR plate. Be grateful that your next meal will not be a very big glass of water. The last time I gained employment, 8 years ago, I pledged to give my church a good part (or maybe all, I forgot) of my first paycheck with that next job. I felt that my prayers were answered and I handed my pastor a check. I was so happy… and so life goes on.
Okay… time to put the monster away….
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You win a contest to build your dream home. Draft the plans.
This is something near and dear to my heart. I briefly had a home of my own during my first marriage. He divorced me nine months after we moved there. I happened to love the community of Sayreville, NJ. so much that I went and got a street map of the town and mounted it on a wall. Every single day I referred to that thing and explored a different part of my town… ha, this was way before GPS‘s made life easy. But I knew that town like the back of my hand in three months, the town I was finally putting roots down into. The first seven or so years of my marriage, I did not feel “at home” where we were living, so this was pretty big for me.
So, I am assuming that I can go all out, just as if I won the lottery and cost is a non-issue, including maintenance of said house, and enough money to stock my kitchen and meet the needs of every whim. My dream home is something with large rooms, lots of window area, like wall sized that will let the outside look inside… well, I’d also have acres and acres of privacy. Since I’m living the fantasy here I have no qualms about specifying that I’d definitely have a suite of craft rooms, you get my drift, and these rooms, one for each hobby, would have lots of window space. My knitting and spinning rooms would have a snug, warm, comfy feel with a fireplace for those long winter nights of doing my thang. I’d have a room for my jewelry making, with an organizer for my beads built right into the wall.
My kitchen would be tremendous, also with a fireplace, large island, and accommodate every kitchen gadget and appliance… because I AM living the dream, this is all very doable! This room would be a dream accommodation which would impress the most sophisticated chef. Yet, it should be simple. Doable? YEAH~!
Now that I’ve got fantasizing out of my system, I come down to earth and realize I just need a house, a “place” big enough to accommodate three people, plus maybe an extra room to serve as both a little office and guest room… or maybe both, separately, so that I can accommodate more of my family at a moment’s notice should the need arise. I’ve got to say, however, that I’d love a Widow’s Peak, you know, a small room at the top of the house with four windows, one on each side. Another realistic desire would be to live near the ocean, either right on the ocean or on top of a cliff on the shore’s edge. A lighthouse? Yeah, maybe… with a house on the side. Whatever house, it MUST speak to me. It must tell me it’s story. I love architecture and all those little things that pop out at you and whisper in your ear. Did I mention the fireplace?
We don’t have much right now. We rent, but we rent the first floor of a nice sized private house. We have small bedrooms, but large-ish public rooms, two. We have access to a front porch and the back yard, though we don’t entertain outside. We do utilize storage space in the basement and for a bit extra, have half of a two car garage. Not bad. I love it here, though I hate the carpeted floors. They are beige (intense dislike), OLD, dirty and way past the point where we can get them clean. I am embarrassed to invite people over here just for the reason of the floors. We live in an urban area, which has its drawbacks… severe drawbacks, but still, I love our living space, which is really what means the most.
To be quite honest, I’d love to live in a mansion, but another honest thought is that I would always feel like a guest there and not that it’s my own. Living the better life, “richer” life is just so alien to me that I would always feel that the time to go home is fast approaching. So, I just need a place that I can hunker down in forever.
Did I mention the fireplace?
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Tell us about the farthest you’ve ever traveled from home.
This story would be exclusively from memory when I was five years old and from one very clear in my mind image of a photo that was taken during that trip. Otherwise, I’ve spent my life in NYC and Central NJ and have never traveled anywhere to speak of, aside from sort of local family day trips during the summers while growing up. So, I’ve never thought of myself as a traveler, though I long to see more of these United States and Australia, Austria, Iceland, Alaska, and well, get the picture? I’ve no desire to see foreign urban areas. I long to see the majesty and beauty of this planet. Oh man, especially the glaciers while they still exist.
All I remember from my “big” trip is that one day we (my sister and I) were told to get into my mothers’ aunts’ car and we all started out for California…. without my dad because he had to work. It took us seven days to drive there with my two aunts driving, but not sure if my mother drove. I remember my sister and I playing with those slide puzzles we got at rest stops and mine was a line drawing map of the Continental United States. Of course I mastered that sucker right away!
I remember playing with that “Wooly Willy” man game where you used a magnet wand and created and placed the “hair” on Willy. That was fun. I remember stopping at various places to stay for overnight. One was somebody’s house. I remember my sister and I being left alone while the adults conversed outside. I did not like that feeling of being left alone in a strange place and could not sleep… and this is how it was for the seven days of traveling.
When we finally arrived at our destination, a home in San Francisco, CA. I was terribly shy and didn’t know these people, but they were my mom’s aunts and uncles. I remember they had gifts for my sister and I. One I can remember is almost exact same dolls, but one was blonde (and white), while the other had black hair and dark skin. Ugh. They thought that they were treating us equal. I have very fair skin and my sister took after the Mediterranean side of the family. This is how it always happened. My parents had the urge to get the same item for us, but the difference was always either the hair or the skin… or like one Christmas it was a blonde PJ (cousin of Barbie) and Julia.
My Creepy Crawlers to my sister’s Flowers and Things, those toys that created things like bugs and flowers. You poured the goop into metal molds, then “cooked” it all up in tiny ovens (mom/dad supervised). Anyway, I remember these dolls were very tall and they “walked” if you held their hands and sort of pushed them along.
There was a picture taken by our uncle out there, and I remember it vividly. My sister and I sitting on a stoop outside, each of us holding a Sequoia pine cone. I remember: Tremendous. So big, or so I thought, that I thought that I hid myself behind it as I hated to take pictures because I thought I was too fat. Ugh. I look at this picture now, and think I was definitely NOT even a bit chubby. Just WHERE did I get that idea in my head? I know, now, but that story doesn’t belong here. I look at that picture and don’t see any evidence at all in my face of the turmoil I was experiencing… sigh.
I also remember going to the San Diego Zoo. I remember my sister and I sitting on a big boulder…… YEAH, that started moving! It was a gigantic tortoise! Might have been a Galápagos tortie, but not sure… but it was HUGE~!
I guess that’s it. The next time I traveled was on my honeymoon when we took Amtrak down to Florida to visit more family. We had a sleeper car and that was an adventure unto itself! A couple of years ago, we again took the sleeper car but with our six year old son to visit the same relatives, but that was a different adventure. He loved it.
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Daily Prompt: Opposite Day
If you normally write non-fiction, post a photo. If you normally post images, write fiction. If you normally write fiction, write a poem. If you normally write poetry, draw a picture.
Soo, I’m not sure what I write. I can write a pretty mean fiction, but I’ve not done so in quite a long time… Same goes for poetry. Okay, so this daily prompt presents a good opportunity to post some pictures of the wire wrapped pendants I have made. It will always bother me that I took pictures without first polishing off my fingerprints from the stones.
Oh, as a last minute addition, I’ve included a painted tee shirt I made for my son to wear to school on Halloween. This was kind of last minute as he didn’t want to participate the whole time, leading up to the day, then of COURSE the night before, he changes his mind…. SuperMOM to the rescue and he LOVED it~! Such is the rewards for being a mom.
While I’ll not be drawing the pictures, I have created what is inside the pictures:
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Daily Prompt: Your Life, the Book
From a famous writer or celebrity, to a WordPress.com blogger or someone close to you — who would you like to be your biographer?
I thought about this long and hard before I came to the realization that there could only be ONE person to write my biography, indeed anyone’s biography. Not everyone will agree with me and might even take exception; but here it is and is my decision. The person I would want to write my biography is Jesus Christ. Think about it. There is no one out there more qualified. He not only knows my public person, but he knows the inside person. He knows my life from start to finish. He not only knows all of my actions, but all of my inactions. he knows my motivation, my fears, and I could go on and on. Who is more compassionate to look upon my soul and find goodness, find value there?
I am Roman Catholic, as you might know if you’ve delved a bit further into my blog other than the current post. But, I ask questions. Though I consider myself conservative, I am not a mindless sheep, following the institution. I am mostly conservative, meaning that what I do believe is right, I will not waver, and some of those beliefs are sternly against the popular opinions of today. This post is not intended for airing those here and now; but I’m sure you can find posts in my archives on those subjects.
So I guess I wanted to say with that is that Jesus is my go-to man when I seek the truth, especially about myself. I do not want my biography to just be about the positives, but about everything–the good, the bad and the ugly because they are all what makes me, me; and I embrace all of it. The thing here is that you don’t have to like this post or believe what I believe. This is what I believe and when it comes down do it, I believe that at the end of the world, whether literal or figurative, Jesus will sit in judgement and will write all of our stories….
Whoa… Make room on the shelf~!
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