I'm working here at my job w/ UHV and taking a minute to fill out this tag. I've never been tagged before so this is a new experience.
List ten songs you are currently digging....it doesn't matter what genre, or if they have words, or even if they're no good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now.
1.) Selena - Como La Flor
2.) Ruben Ramos, Little Joe, & Roberto Pulido - Los Tres Amigos
3.) Thalia - A Quien Le Importa
4.) 50 Cent - Hate It or Love It & In Da Club
5.) Jaheim - Anything & Just in Case
6.) R. Kelly - You Remind Me & Down Low
7.) Bryan Adams - When You Love Someone
8.) La Fiebre - Borracho De Besos & El Amor Se Acaba
9.) Bacilos - Caraluna & Mi Primer Million
10.) Marvin Gaye - Let's Get It On & Sexual Healing
I know I had to list a couple with each artist. I like all genres of music, but these are the first that came to mind. Songs that never get old!
I don' t know who else to tag! Ok I tag Mia, Karla, Suezette, Liz, and Felicia.
Friday, August 19, 2005
Groove Tagged Me!
I was tagged again! Here it goes!
What were you doing 5yrs ago?
- I was a junior in high school (yes i am that young) about forty pounds heavier. I was a dork back then, plain jane. Jeans with polo shirts. Long hair parted in the middle. Cruizing around with my best friend RKF and learning about growing up and who we were. Starting to grow, change, evolve, and think I knew who I was. Looking back, I've realized that I've changed; that's part of life, we're always changing.
I was sweet sixteen, one of the most difficult years of my life because I got sick from my liver, a test of my faith in God. I spent the whole entire season of Fall in and out of the doctor's office. I got used to blood tests and needles bruising my arms. I remember I was also diagnosed with arthritis in my knees. A rare form of juvenile arthritis that weakened my knees. I had to stop riding my bike down the road because of the burning sensation in my legs. I took Celebrex which only impacted my stomach and made me sicker. I remember the doctor said I needed to lose weight and I didn't listen. The stubborn girl I was! Five years ago was a difficult time for me, but like the strong Christian I am, I left my problems up to God.
Yesterday?
I was working and blogging, reading, posting to yahoo groups. Had a nice lunch with my mom, yummy salad @ Golden Corral and some ice cream topped with Oreos. I spent the afternoon setting up new insurance policies, helping my boss out, and car-shopping. I want a car; I'm keeping my fingers crossed. I spent the evening with my mom, doing what we do best together. SHOPPING. We went to JcPenney and spent a couple of hours there; I got some awesome deals. I still fit in size 16 :D. They are so comfortable. It's funny but it was almost like I got "school clothes" since I start my senior year in college next Monday. I got some dark blue capris, a red skirt with a ruffle at the bottom, some red shorts, and black pinstripe capri pants.
We ate @ Taco Bell, had a crunchy gordita. Rasberry iced tea. Went home and visited with my two sisters. Nice day. Talked on the phone till midnight with one of my good friends. I love conversation....
5 snacks I enjoy?
popcorn with M&Ms, (saltness and sweetness @ the same time) green or rasberry or Chai tea, strawberries & grapes, hot dogs (for some reason these are great to pick up @ convenience stores), pan dulce (sweet bread), and chips w/ salsa (my favorite past-time with iced water and sliced limes).
5 songs I know all the words to?
1) Sexual Healing by Marvin Gaye
2) Last Night by Az yet
3) Quien Me Llevan Canciones by Mazz
4) If I Ain't Got You by Alicia Keys
5) Entre Mar y Una Estrella by Thalia
5 things I'd do with a million dollars?
1) open my dream business which is a book store/music store and photography studio, and coffee shop that will feature all genres of literature and music, and give clientele the opportunity to have family portraits etc at affordable prices with digital graphics,
2) buy my daddy and family a longhorn ranch
3) buy a Lincoln Navigator truck
4) set up a scholarship fund for students who are wish to pursue careers in the Arts; at the same time, I want to donate money to organizations that promote education
5) invest the rest
5 bad habits I have?
1) procrastination - I hate deadlines!
2) talking/laughing too loud in public
3) shopping
4) speeding on Hwy 59
5) being attracted to losers and thinking they're break their own bad habits and be attracted to me, lol
5 favorite TV shows?
1) Midnight Love on BET - rocks me into a warm slumber
2) Def Comedy Jam on BET - is it still called that? (haven't watched in awhile)
3) Soul Food
4) Strong Medicine
5) That's it...don't watch much TV!
5 biggest joys of the moment?
1) my family and friends, (my friends are like my family - I'll never go lonely)
2) my health
3) my excitement of every new day
4) my energy
5) my LIFE
5 favorite toys?
1) laptop
2) cell phone - lost w/o it
3) my make-up case (love to paint myself up como una mona - like a doll)
4) my hot air brush/blow dryer
5) my eyeglasses - can't read w/o 'em!
Ok, that's it for now and I tag MIA!
What were you doing 5yrs ago?
- I was a junior in high school (yes i am that young) about forty pounds heavier. I was a dork back then, plain jane. Jeans with polo shirts. Long hair parted in the middle. Cruizing around with my best friend RKF and learning about growing up and who we were. Starting to grow, change, evolve, and think I knew who I was. Looking back, I've realized that I've changed; that's part of life, we're always changing.
I was sweet sixteen, one of the most difficult years of my life because I got sick from my liver, a test of my faith in God. I spent the whole entire season of Fall in and out of the doctor's office. I got used to blood tests and needles bruising my arms. I remember I was also diagnosed with arthritis in my knees. A rare form of juvenile arthritis that weakened my knees. I had to stop riding my bike down the road because of the burning sensation in my legs. I took Celebrex which only impacted my stomach and made me sicker. I remember the doctor said I needed to lose weight and I didn't listen. The stubborn girl I was! Five years ago was a difficult time for me, but like the strong Christian I am, I left my problems up to God.
Yesterday?
I was working and blogging, reading, posting to yahoo groups. Had a nice lunch with my mom, yummy salad @ Golden Corral and some ice cream topped with Oreos. I spent the afternoon setting up new insurance policies, helping my boss out, and car-shopping. I want a car; I'm keeping my fingers crossed. I spent the evening with my mom, doing what we do best together. SHOPPING. We went to JcPenney and spent a couple of hours there; I got some awesome deals. I still fit in size 16 :D. They are so comfortable. It's funny but it was almost like I got "school clothes" since I start my senior year in college next Monday. I got some dark blue capris, a red skirt with a ruffle at the bottom, some red shorts, and black pinstripe capri pants.
We ate @ Taco Bell, had a crunchy gordita. Rasberry iced tea. Went home and visited with my two sisters. Nice day. Talked on the phone till midnight with one of my good friends. I love conversation....
5 snacks I enjoy?
popcorn with M&Ms, (saltness and sweetness @ the same time) green or rasberry or Chai tea, strawberries & grapes, hot dogs (for some reason these are great to pick up @ convenience stores), pan dulce (sweet bread), and chips w/ salsa (my favorite past-time with iced water and sliced limes).
5 songs I know all the words to?
1) Sexual Healing by Marvin Gaye
2) Last Night by Az yet
3) Quien Me Llevan Canciones by Mazz
4) If I Ain't Got You by Alicia Keys
5) Entre Mar y Una Estrella by Thalia
5 things I'd do with a million dollars?
1) open my dream business which is a book store/music store and photography studio, and coffee shop that will feature all genres of literature and music, and give clientele the opportunity to have family portraits etc at affordable prices with digital graphics,
2) buy my daddy and family a longhorn ranch
3) buy a Lincoln Navigator truck
4) set up a scholarship fund for students who are wish to pursue careers in the Arts; at the same time, I want to donate money to organizations that promote education
5) invest the rest
5 bad habits I have?
1) procrastination - I hate deadlines!
2) talking/laughing too loud in public
3) shopping
4) speeding on Hwy 59
5) being attracted to losers and thinking they're break their own bad habits and be attracted to me, lol
5 favorite TV shows?
1) Midnight Love on BET - rocks me into a warm slumber
2) Def Comedy Jam on BET - is it still called that? (haven't watched in awhile)
3) Soul Food
4) Strong Medicine
5) That's it...don't watch much TV!
5 biggest joys of the moment?
1) my family and friends, (my friends are like my family - I'll never go lonely)
2) my health
3) my excitement of every new day
4) my energy
5) my LIFE
5 favorite toys?
1) laptop
2) cell phone - lost w/o it
3) my make-up case (love to paint myself up como una mona - like a doll)
4) my hot air brush/blow dryer
5) my eyeglasses - can't read w/o 'em!
Ok, that's it for now and I tag MIA!
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Colors - Favorite Colors - Lots of Thoughts!!!
I've been thinking about colors today. I love colors, especially bright colors. Just to let y'all know, my favorite color is red. I absolutely LOVE red; I think it fits my personality well - vibrant, energetic, fiery (is that a word?), full of life. Red is my favorite color to wear because I like the way it lights up my whole face. What are your favorite colors?
I also like blue - different shades of blue. Right now, I've been stuck on wearing this turquoise like shade of blue because my mama bought me this beautiful turqoise 9 West tote-bag for my birthday. I bought this silver necklace @ Dillard's the other day. It's silver, double-stranded, and has a sparkle effect. It has an irridescent blue shell over a silver emblem. I love the way it reflects different colors like pink, ivory, and of course, BLUE! I like irridescence because to me, it represents all different colors of people and their personalities.
Pink has been hott since last Spring. I'm a fashion addict; I used to work retail, and we had to keep up with what was the latest in style and show this to the customers. Wear examples of fashoinable attire and jewelry. I like the pastel color pink. I have matching pink accessories for my pink outfits. I find it hard to find this pastel color pink because all the stores are promoting that bright screaming fuschia. I don't think it looks good on me; I'll stick with pastel pink.
I also like orange because of course, it's bright. I can't find much of orange, red either. I have one orange sleeveless top. Chula is the brand. I did not buy this shirt because of the brand name, "Chula." I bought it because of the bright color. I make this comment because I wear all kinds of clothes by all kinds of designers. My favorite is Ralph Lauren. Back to the orange top, I love the style of it. It's gathered in the middle all the way down. It also has a collar. I spent like $30 bucks on this top; it was regular priced @ $78! (sorry i'm a bargain shopper- had to brag) I hardly ever spend this much on a top, but I loved it. I kept watching it at the store until it got marked down to the lowest it would go, then it was mine. I clutched the silky material against me and felt the softness. Then, when I slipped it on. wow, talk about some comfort!! That top is a little snug on my lonjita (u know that little tummy that pooches out over the waist of my jeans) NOW! Since I gained this extra weight, the shirt crawls up sometimes and if I don't wear the right kind of pants, I'll be exposed. I don't like to expose my body; I wasn't brought up that way. I don't think if I had a slimmer body, I would wear little spaghetti string tops by themselves. I'm modest in some ways. Last time, I wore that orange Chula top was when the Cinco de Mayo Fiesta was going on at the Dome back in May.
I had originally worn some khaki pants with my brown belt that has orange red loops, the orange shirt was worn underneath my matching khaki blazer. I also wore my silver mother of pearl necklace. My hair was curled up in a ponytail. I walked around work that day, all happy and bubbly (as usual). Everyone told me that orange was my color - it looked "good on me." With my skin tone. Well, I start working and bending down to pick up merchandise off the floor. I'm flexible when I'm in shape. Well I keep working...then I go to the restroom. I find that from all that banding and stretching, my pants have split! Yes, and they weren't even tight! I was so embarassed. Thank goodness it had happened right before I got off work. My mom sends me some jeans, my comfortable worn out and stretched out with Lyrca hip hugger jeans. My mom's super great!
I slip into these faded indigo jeans in an empty parking lot. LOL! I'm crazy like that. I didn't have time to stop at a friend's and change. I put on my comfortable leather sandals which are great for dancing and walking, ANYTHING! I pull the belt through the loops. I'm feelign real comfortable. I arrive at the Dome for the fun-fun Fiesta. Stuffing my cell phone, keys, and coin purse into my pockets, I feel my jeans start to slip down a little. I pull 'em up. Well, the whole night they kept slipping down. I'm wearing IVORY colored bikini panties, and they're showing with each slide of my jeans. Just a little bit, but they're still showing. I volunteered for awhile at this Coke booth for one of the organizations I'm involved with, and it wasn't so bad.
Well, it's a Fiesta and there's music playing. Loud Tejano music. Once I'm through volunteering, what do you think I'm doing? Eating a juicy beefy fajita taco with cilantro and hot sauce. Then...my best friend and dancing partner shows up. We start to dance. The Tejano band is a local one, a group of gray haired men with loud voices and drums off-beat, but HEY it's still a band. Music is playing. I know the songs; I know the beats. We're dancing so fast, he's spinning me around quickly and I didn't know I could dance so well on pavement lol! Well, the jeans are sliding; I'm exposed. Dancing so much and having so much fun, I don't care to notice. My brother is standing there with his wife, pointing and laughing at me. I pull them up and keep dancing. We're the only ones dancing; people are watching us like we're during a performance for them. He catches me at the right moments and we twirl in "sync" with one another. It was balance, that soul connection we share. I learned after that...I can't wear my orange top with hip huggers. I can't believe I just shared that; I laughed it off like I normally do. Hehehehehe.
I have another funny experience about colors. I read this book to my little nephews once about colors. I don't remember the title. What I do remember is how it was all about colors and how colors blend to form new colors. Well it's describing how people make LOVE to make colors. How these combine and like fireworks shooting up into the sky, there are new colors bursting forward. After that, they kept teasing how making love is like making colors.
I could go on and on and ON about colors, but who has time to read this? Who cares?
One last thing to mention about colors. There are no colors in love. We love people for who they are, not what color they are. We can love someone because of their attitude, character, etc. Or some characteristics they have that MAY be related to the color of their skin, but this should not be the reason we love people. The best example I can use is how much I love my soul sista. She has so much soul in her that it's vibrated to me over the years. I don't think this has anything to do with her race, maybe it does, maybe it doesn't? She's incredibly honest and incredibly loyal as a friend. We both fantasize about Lloyd Banks and making love to the soothing tones of Barry White, Luther Vandross, and Marvin Gaye. You know what though? My white crazy friend is like that too, so you see, it's not a racial thing. It's what we have in common and what is different that draws us together. My soul sista likes her men with some meat on their bones, some education, and "someone who ain't in jail like most of the brothas in Edna." What I love about my soul sista is how we both love to shop and we love them bright colors, we like to be noticed! I also love how determined and dedicated she is at whatever she does. She has set her standards up high in regards to a man and she won't alter them. I admire that, because sometimes I make exceptions on my standards, why not? I love how she calls me "sista." It's a bonding between us. Some people trip out on me when I mention I love African-American people; hell, I love all kinds of people. Terry McMillian is one of my favorite authors; and I love Soul Food as much as I love HBO Latino! Love has no colors!!! Can I make my point clearer?
I also like blue - different shades of blue. Right now, I've been stuck on wearing this turquoise like shade of blue because my mama bought me this beautiful turqoise 9 West tote-bag for my birthday. I bought this silver necklace @ Dillard's the other day. It's silver, double-stranded, and has a sparkle effect. It has an irridescent blue shell over a silver emblem. I love the way it reflects different colors like pink, ivory, and of course, BLUE! I like irridescence because to me, it represents all different colors of people and their personalities.
Pink has been hott since last Spring. I'm a fashion addict; I used to work retail, and we had to keep up with what was the latest in style and show this to the customers. Wear examples of fashoinable attire and jewelry. I like the pastel color pink. I have matching pink accessories for my pink outfits. I find it hard to find this pastel color pink because all the stores are promoting that bright screaming fuschia. I don't think it looks good on me; I'll stick with pastel pink.
I also like orange because of course, it's bright. I can't find much of orange, red either. I have one orange sleeveless top. Chula is the brand. I did not buy this shirt because of the brand name, "Chula." I bought it because of the bright color. I make this comment because I wear all kinds of clothes by all kinds of designers. My favorite is Ralph Lauren. Back to the orange top, I love the style of it. It's gathered in the middle all the way down. It also has a collar. I spent like $30 bucks on this top; it was regular priced @ $78! (sorry i'm a bargain shopper- had to brag) I hardly ever spend this much on a top, but I loved it. I kept watching it at the store until it got marked down to the lowest it would go, then it was mine. I clutched the silky material against me and felt the softness. Then, when I slipped it on. wow, talk about some comfort!! That top is a little snug on my lonjita (u know that little tummy that pooches out over the waist of my jeans) NOW! Since I gained this extra weight, the shirt crawls up sometimes and if I don't wear the right kind of pants, I'll be exposed. I don't like to expose my body; I wasn't brought up that way. I don't think if I had a slimmer body, I would wear little spaghetti string tops by themselves. I'm modest in some ways. Last time, I wore that orange Chula top was when the Cinco de Mayo Fiesta was going on at the Dome back in May.
I had originally worn some khaki pants with my brown belt that has orange red loops, the orange shirt was worn underneath my matching khaki blazer. I also wore my silver mother of pearl necklace. My hair was curled up in a ponytail. I walked around work that day, all happy and bubbly (as usual). Everyone told me that orange was my color - it looked "good on me." With my skin tone. Well, I start working and bending down to pick up merchandise off the floor. I'm flexible when I'm in shape. Well I keep working...then I go to the restroom. I find that from all that banding and stretching, my pants have split! Yes, and they weren't even tight! I was so embarassed. Thank goodness it had happened right before I got off work. My mom sends me some jeans, my comfortable worn out and stretched out with Lyrca hip hugger jeans. My mom's super great!
I slip into these faded indigo jeans in an empty parking lot. LOL! I'm crazy like that. I didn't have time to stop at a friend's and change. I put on my comfortable leather sandals which are great for dancing and walking, ANYTHING! I pull the belt through the loops. I'm feelign real comfortable. I arrive at the Dome for the fun-fun Fiesta. Stuffing my cell phone, keys, and coin purse into my pockets, I feel my jeans start to slip down a little. I pull 'em up. Well, the whole night they kept slipping down. I'm wearing IVORY colored bikini panties, and they're showing with each slide of my jeans. Just a little bit, but they're still showing. I volunteered for awhile at this Coke booth for one of the organizations I'm involved with, and it wasn't so bad.
Well, it's a Fiesta and there's music playing. Loud Tejano music. Once I'm through volunteering, what do you think I'm doing? Eating a juicy beefy fajita taco with cilantro and hot sauce. Then...my best friend and dancing partner shows up. We start to dance. The Tejano band is a local one, a group of gray haired men with loud voices and drums off-beat, but HEY it's still a band. Music is playing. I know the songs; I know the beats. We're dancing so fast, he's spinning me around quickly and I didn't know I could dance so well on pavement lol! Well, the jeans are sliding; I'm exposed. Dancing so much and having so much fun, I don't care to notice. My brother is standing there with his wife, pointing and laughing at me. I pull them up and keep dancing. We're the only ones dancing; people are watching us like we're during a performance for them. He catches me at the right moments and we twirl in "sync" with one another. It was balance, that soul connection we share. I learned after that...I can't wear my orange top with hip huggers. I can't believe I just shared that; I laughed it off like I normally do. Hehehehehe.
I have another funny experience about colors. I read this book to my little nephews once about colors. I don't remember the title. What I do remember is how it was all about colors and how colors blend to form new colors. Well it's describing how people make LOVE to make colors. How these combine and like fireworks shooting up into the sky, there are new colors bursting forward. After that, they kept teasing how making love is like making colors.
I could go on and on and ON about colors, but who has time to read this? Who cares?
One last thing to mention about colors. There are no colors in love. We love people for who they are, not what color they are. We can love someone because of their attitude, character, etc. Or some characteristics they have that MAY be related to the color of their skin, but this should not be the reason we love people. The best example I can use is how much I love my soul sista. She has so much soul in her that it's vibrated to me over the years. I don't think this has anything to do with her race, maybe it does, maybe it doesn't? She's incredibly honest and incredibly loyal as a friend. We both fantasize about Lloyd Banks and making love to the soothing tones of Barry White, Luther Vandross, and Marvin Gaye. You know what though? My white crazy friend is like that too, so you see, it's not a racial thing. It's what we have in common and what is different that draws us together. My soul sista likes her men with some meat on their bones, some education, and "someone who ain't in jail like most of the brothas in Edna." What I love about my soul sista is how we both love to shop and we love them bright colors, we like to be noticed! I also love how determined and dedicated she is at whatever she does. She has set her standards up high in regards to a man and she won't alter them. I admire that, because sometimes I make exceptions on my standards, why not? I love how she calls me "sista." It's a bonding between us. Some people trip out on me when I mention I love African-American people; hell, I love all kinds of people. Terry McMillian is one of my favorite authors; and I love Soul Food as much as I love HBO Latino! Love has no colors!!! Can I make my point clearer?
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Watching the Sunset
I am sitting outside right now, watching the sunset. I think this has been the most popular photographed image ever! I took that photo by the way. Last year sometime when I took that digital photography course. It's so relaxing to sit here outside on the concrete picnic table and watch the purple fall slowly over the warm pinks and golds. It's such vibrancy, such beauty. I want to watch the sun rise one of these days. Watch Dawn as she makes her way and starts the day, bringing forth only the beauty of light. The tall grass is tickling my feet right now and there's a plane somewhere in the sky, making noise. Traffic is still; the wind is caressing the back of my shoulders. I'm hearing a soft techno tune in the background. This is relaxing. Reasons why I love life. I hear cicadas somewhere, you know those buzzing sounds from those insects that hide in the trees. I've never seen one before but I never fail to recognize the sound. It's unmistakable and unique; the sound of the cicadas. I hope I am spelling it right. I rely on Word too much to correct my spelling errors.
I had to share about this beautiful image and this relaxing feeling. How I love now that now I can stop, smell the red roses in my front yard. Enjoy the moment before school starts next week. I get extremely busy during the school year. I am reading several books in one month, in such a rush, I can't even enjoy it. I love school; this is my senior year and I'm going to enjoy it. You know, three years ago I wouldn't have thought I'd be where I am today. A senior in college, more than halfway completed with my Bachelor's degree. I used to have some insecurity. I placed my life in God's hands and told I'm yours, guide me, show me, strengthen me. And, He has. I can't think God enough for all that he has done for me in my life. He's everywhere like Sandra Cisneros said in Caramelo. I know it...
He's lurking in the shadows;
He's right beside you when you fall;
He's the wind that blows against you;
He's the rain that falls on your face on a sunny day;
He's the force that drives you...
I used to be a devoted church volunteer and church-goer. I still go to church; I don't volunteer as much. I feel that by believing in God you dont have to go advertising it to world. You show it through your life. Actions speak far louder than words..
You know what I mean?
Soul Connections
This has been on my mind all day, literally. Along with several other thoughts I was ready to spill out here, I dump them like loads of milk splashing over cereal. I don't know where that simile came from, but I love cereal. No, the post is not about cereal. There I go, starting off on the wrong foot. Okay, let me slip and fall right quick. Hehehe!
Soul Connections? I've talked with my friends about soul mates. How we can have several soul mates. I used to think that soul mates were just "romantic" soul mates, but I've realized that they are not "limited" to that category. I swear, my closest, most closest friends are my soul mates. It's surprising how we can call each other and just know something is wrong. Y'all know who y'all are. No need to mention names. Or we can look at each other and not even say a word. "Read" each other. Know what the other is thinking. I love my friends; I really do. I'm always ready to make a new one as well and just see how we "connect." Having these wonderful friendships in my life completes me as a person.:) One thing about friendships, there is emotional baggage but not so much that it interferes with a conversation. It's not like we can get angry at a friend for sleeping with someone else like we would a significant other. No jealous stares or angry shouts. Know what I mean?
I would not mind having more friends. Maybe, a Gemini who likes to talk a lot; someone who will keep up his end of the conversation. Or a Taurus who has those lovely possessive and caring traits. Someone is probably thinking "she likes possessive traits? Is she out of her mind?" No, I like possessive in a caring way; I like to be caring and soothing toward my friends. I also like to BE cared for. Not so much that it threatens my independence. But you know, one of my best friends, knows when I'm feeling down or something has upset me. He'll give me a hug or buy me something just to cheer me up. Like Easter weekend when Juan and I broke up, Monday morning my friend brings me a giant red M & M that is clutching a bag of M & M's; I think there was something else (don't remember.) I remember the M & M because she's standing inside my long rectangular containter of ivies with ivies strapped around her ankles. She's always smiling at me as I enter my bedroom, right there on the pine wooden book shelf that is next to my cherry wood desk. Ready to greet me and remind me of the wonderful friend I have. Then, my other best friend, (Yeah I have several), he bought me some Swavorski Crystal earrings. Pretty little studs because I like wearing studs in my 2nd holes of my ears. I was like "awww how sweet!" That was Valentine's Day. I wear those crystals more than my 1/2 carot diamond earrings! I gave this astrology book on soul mates to one of my best friends. I give him all my astrology stuff because Mama will throw it away if I keep it in the house. He's reading it now and the Little Giant Encyclopedia of the Zodiac. I think I spelled encyclopedia wrong, but oh well. Shoot me if I did. I feel touched when he calls me and tells me how he's enjoying the book. I feel glad that hey he's got a reminder of my friendship. Y'all know what I'm saying? It's the thought that counts in gift-giving, not the price.
It's strange how just the other day I was thinking about one of my good friends and sure enough, he calls me! I'm all surprised to hear his voice, but vibrating happiness. Like when I hang out with one of my best friends, we laugh at the same things, we even think the same things. Soul connection. That's all I can say. What surprises me in regards to my spiritual being is how I dream something/someone and then it happens. It's strange, but I've got a strong intuition and with certan people like my friends, I feel their energy, I feel their pain.
I just went outside and man, I love Texas! The wind is blowing some. Really! It's not that hot at all. The sun is going down and it's still bright enough to be outside. Gardening. One of my favorite past-times next to writing. I think I will go outside and work on my plants. Enjoy this beauty of nature! Enjoy being alive! Not because I am alone but because I am ALIVE. That's a line from one of my poems. I take joy in being alove; I'm one of the happiest people you will meet. I radiate positive energy and trust me, it will rub off on me. You know like with my soul mates, we'll laugh at the same time and not have to say a word.
Anyone relate?
My Next Project - "Fairy Tales"
Y'all might be thinking, "She's a nut; she's really in her fifth childhood. Fairy tales?" This idea started with a class assignment in my last CR class. The prompt was to write a fairy tale with ideas from a popular one but fictionalize. Well I sat down that night about 10 p.m. because you already know I get my energy at night. I wrote until half past midnight and stopped because I got this strange cold feeling on my neck. You know that chill that something/someone is watching you? Alright I got that feeling after describing the witch in Rapunzel! I closed the story quickly with Rapunzel poisoning the witch and beating her at her own game. I fell asleep, feeling triumphantly.
I submitted the story to my professor; she LOVED it. She loved the Southwest flavor of my "fairy tale." I wrote the way I normally write, with a drop of Spanish here, and descripitions of the Mexican-American culture, the way I know and see it. I trust my CR professor's opinion not because of her education and her Ph.D's but because she's a writer as well. She deals with New York, and she handles my writing like a "professional" editor, giving me both positive and negatie feedback. I overdid with adjectives; I had like three adjectivals in one sentences followed by verbals and gerund phrases. Yep, that much! I've been editing that story, and I'm almost finished. To sum things up, my professor suggested I write a whole series of these fairy tales because of my Latin flavor and my talent for description and writing.
I pushed this idea to the back of my mind. When I push an idea to the back of my mind, I let it rest. I tuck it nicely in bed with the soft velour blanket and let it rest. I wake it up again whenever I feel like it. I don't ever dispose of an idea. It will haunt me in the dark interiors of my mind. It will pop up, screaming and yelling, "how dare you forget me and write romance?" Something will trigger it or I'll just think and there it is, shining brightly, exposed, wanting to be told. I am going to pick up again with that. This project of fairy tales.
I always loved fairy tales as a child. I read them over and over until the time I was in junior high. I checked out books from the library on fairy tales of different cultures. I like fairy tales, ok? Why not write these modernized versions with a Southwest flavor? You know, just for entertainment. Porque no. Rudolfo Anaya wrote something similar to Arabian Nights. I like that author a great deal because of the magic realism in his work. I am thinking that I could write this series of fairy tales...You know, work on it, time and time again.
I'm amazed at the confidence I'm building as a writer, expanding my vision and writing about different things. These CR courses have helped me, but just living as helped me. I'm walking around and talking to people and the stories are budding in my brain. I'm thinking how I want to write all these stories with realistic people of all different walks of life. I am gonna start with these fairy tales and keep jotting down these ideas as they come to me. I love blogging. It's a wonderful way to let my ideas out for the world to see and maybe get a few comments, just let these ideas out. It's like a cool breath of fresh air. ahhhhh.
I submitted the story to my professor; she LOVED it. She loved the Southwest flavor of my "fairy tale." I wrote the way I normally write, with a drop of Spanish here, and descripitions of the Mexican-American culture, the way I know and see it. I trust my CR professor's opinion not because of her education and her Ph.D's but because she's a writer as well. She deals with New York, and she handles my writing like a "professional" editor, giving me both positive and negatie feedback. I overdid with adjectives; I had like three adjectivals in one sentences followed by verbals and gerund phrases. Yep, that much! I've been editing that story, and I'm almost finished. To sum things up, my professor suggested I write a whole series of these fairy tales because of my Latin flavor and my talent for description and writing.
I pushed this idea to the back of my mind. When I push an idea to the back of my mind, I let it rest. I tuck it nicely in bed with the soft velour blanket and let it rest. I wake it up again whenever I feel like it. I don't ever dispose of an idea. It will haunt me in the dark interiors of my mind. It will pop up, screaming and yelling, "how dare you forget me and write romance?" Something will trigger it or I'll just think and there it is, shining brightly, exposed, wanting to be told. I am going to pick up again with that. This project of fairy tales.
I always loved fairy tales as a child. I read them over and over until the time I was in junior high. I checked out books from the library on fairy tales of different cultures. I like fairy tales, ok? Why not write these modernized versions with a Southwest flavor? You know, just for entertainment. Porque no. Rudolfo Anaya wrote something similar to Arabian Nights. I like that author a great deal because of the magic realism in his work. I am thinking that I could write this series of fairy tales...You know, work on it, time and time again.
I'm amazed at the confidence I'm building as a writer, expanding my vision and writing about different things. These CR courses have helped me, but just living as helped me. I'm walking around and talking to people and the stories are budding in my brain. I'm thinking how I want to write all these stories with realistic people of all different walks of life. I am gonna start with these fairy tales and keep jotting down these ideas as they come to me. I love blogging. It's a wonderful way to let my ideas out for the world to see and maybe get a few comments, just let these ideas out. It's like a cool breath of fresh air. ahhhhh.
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Long "short story" or Short Novel is Complete!
Okay people. I finished that story last Friday. You know the 78 page story it took me a month to write. I am amazed at my capabilities. I really don't know what I do until I try eh? I deleted the post "I See It Now" because first of all, unless someone has a lot of time on their hands, they're not going to read it. Secondly, it's the ending, who wants to read the ending of a story? Who wants to read a story backwards? Who's backwards like that? LOL, I can admit that I've read the sequel before the prequel but on a short story, I think that's a No-No! Ruins the building up of the suspense. You see something all tied together into a lovely, satin, bow and you don't know how it got like that. Nah, I had to delete it.
Lastly and most importantly, if anyone wants to read the completed, well-polished, final copy, they can contact me via e-mail or comment on here, ok? I'm a nice person; I usually reply to e-mails immediately. Usually that night or a day or so later. I like to see someone's name I know in my inbox other than "so and so @yahoo groups.com" or "you can now view your credit card bill." Y'all know what I mean? And, I absolutely love comments on my writing. Shoot, I don't care if you tell me my writing sucks, you don't have to read it. I don't care what you tell me about my writing; I want to know. Just a little feedback you know. It may stay in mind and get comfortable on the plush cushions of my brain or rush through like a whirlwind and leave. It's all how I take it. Yeah, I'm a sensitive Water sign, but hell it won't drive me to tears.
Here is a synopsis of that story I wrote in a month. This is my first try at a synopsis so forgive me, if I'm getting carried away. I don't even know if I'm spelling synopsis right, so let me laugh at myself, real loud before you do. You know, if I'm spelling it wrong.
Xandra Rodriguez and Alondra Fernandez meet on the first day of college and begin to share a close-knit friendship because of the similarities and differences in their personalities that create a sense of balance between them. Xandra comes from a small sheltered country town in Texas with high school experiences of a broken-heart and social problems, with a bright cheerful attitude, and with a determination and commitment to suceed in college. Alondra comes from a fairly larger city with a bitter heart toward her father because of divorce, with experiences of social unity in her loyal friendships, with a negative attitude about college, and a strong backbone of leadership. Together they help one another as they progress through their first two years of college with lessons in family and romantic relationships. Alondra has been the heroine in her past, giving a lending hand to her friends. Her attitude changes as the story progress and her rebellion ceases. She grows height in maturity as she learns each lesson. Xandra becomes the heroine with her wise advice and guidance to Alondra, also becoming an attractive woman with a full figure and a brain. Characterization plays an important role in this story because both girls change and evolve as the story progresses. Two young Mexican-Americans who begin college as girls and become independent women at the story's closing.
That's the story...I didn't want to ruin it. I wrote a teaser. I realize that now; I wrote a teaser. I did not say what happened. Oh well, I'll write a "synopsis" later. I didn't want to ruin it for you, the reader.
Let me tell you, there is so much more I can add to this story. Like highlight the family struggles that Xandra goes through or how Alondra looks up to her mother as a role model. I'd also like to highlight and expand the wonderful romance that emerges from Anthony and Xandra's friendship. I still have time. Let me tell you that romance story is another story, I'm working on. Now with that, inspiration comes and when it comes, I write. I release so much emotion and feeling when I write about that romance. I also have so many examples of friendship and then those incidents where friends seem more. Ahh...my next story; I'm already ready to complete it! I swear if I didn't write, who would I be? I'd be a boring person without this fulfillment of writing!
Lastly and most importantly, if anyone wants to read the completed, well-polished, final copy, they can contact me via e-mail or comment on here, ok? I'm a nice person; I usually reply to e-mails immediately. Usually that night or a day or so later. I like to see someone's name I know in my inbox other than "so and so @yahoo groups.com" or "you can now view your credit card bill." Y'all know what I mean? And, I absolutely love comments on my writing. Shoot, I don't care if you tell me my writing sucks, you don't have to read it. I don't care what you tell me about my writing; I want to know. Just a little feedback you know. It may stay in mind and get comfortable on the plush cushions of my brain or rush through like a whirlwind and leave. It's all how I take it. Yeah, I'm a sensitive Water sign, but hell it won't drive me to tears.
Here is a synopsis of that story I wrote in a month. This is my first try at a synopsis so forgive me, if I'm getting carried away. I don't even know if I'm spelling synopsis right, so let me laugh at myself, real loud before you do. You know, if I'm spelling it wrong.
Xandra Rodriguez and Alondra Fernandez meet on the first day of college and begin to share a close-knit friendship because of the similarities and differences in their personalities that create a sense of balance between them. Xandra comes from a small sheltered country town in Texas with high school experiences of a broken-heart and social problems, with a bright cheerful attitude, and with a determination and commitment to suceed in college. Alondra comes from a fairly larger city with a bitter heart toward her father because of divorce, with experiences of social unity in her loyal friendships, with a negative attitude about college, and a strong backbone of leadership. Together they help one another as they progress through their first two years of college with lessons in family and romantic relationships. Alondra has been the heroine in her past, giving a lending hand to her friends. Her attitude changes as the story progress and her rebellion ceases. She grows height in maturity as she learns each lesson. Xandra becomes the heroine with her wise advice and guidance to Alondra, also becoming an attractive woman with a full figure and a brain. Characterization plays an important role in this story because both girls change and evolve as the story progresses. Two young Mexican-Americans who begin college as girls and become independent women at the story's closing.
That's the story...I didn't want to ruin it. I wrote a teaser. I realize that now; I wrote a teaser. I did not say what happened. Oh well, I'll write a "synopsis" later. I didn't want to ruin it for you, the reader.
Let me tell you, there is so much more I can add to this story. Like highlight the family struggles that Xandra goes through or how Alondra looks up to her mother as a role model. I'd also like to highlight and expand the wonderful romance that emerges from Anthony and Xandra's friendship. I still have time. Let me tell you that romance story is another story, I'm working on. Now with that, inspiration comes and when it comes, I write. I release so much emotion and feeling when I write about that romance. I also have so many examples of friendship and then those incidents where friends seem more. Ahh...my next story; I'm already ready to complete it! I swear if I didn't write, who would I be? I'd be a boring person without this fulfillment of writing!
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