Forever Young: 02/22/12

Blog Manifesto

This blog is dedicated, as the title would suggest, to the qualities of being young. We are young writers. We are playful and sensitive, fluid and changing. We are unashamed with our art. We wonder at the world, puzzle over the meanings of things and twirl in delight at images and ideas that float by, grabbing at them as they pass. We are curious and constantly inquiring and prying concepts open and taking assumptions apart. We are on the ground, close to the earth. We have bare feet and wiggle our toes into nature. We carry our blankies still and wrap up cozy and comfy with each other and tell ghost stories and shiver at creepy things. We laugh and we cry and we take a lot of naps, drained from our outings and exertions.

We write as gifts to each other, tying them up in ribbon and leaving them around for each other to find, hiding and waiting for the person to wake up and read. Surprise! We weave our stories together to create a bond. One writes, then the other. then another again. We have a shared reality that we have crafted, bit by piece by patch, by string. We write simple, honest authentic things, with our unique voices. You can tell each one of us from the other, without knowing who wrote what. Our voices are clear and gentle and original. We whisper and our personalities roar! Like children, our feelings are strong, our passion for what we write shakes us. We are moved and sometimes left breathless, by our own words or the words of each other. We cannonball into each others spaces. We fall backward into each others writing, like into a pile of leaves or a soft bed. We gobble and grin and ask for more. (footnote kudos to JC)

Then we go to bed, wake up to a new day and do it all over again!

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

you KNOW it's JC

laughter fills my days and fills my nights
laughter.. i live on it
it keeps me going

i find so much in life.. hilarious

if you find my personality infectious.. listen to me laugh
its contagious
its loud
its boisterous
its who i am

i live in one of those neighborhoods where kids grow up and move down the block from mom and dad.. they just never leave. one chilly october night, im out back on the deck drinking beer with a few of the nabes. we are rolling in laughter. the dude next door to me was so drunk he was starting to squint and wobble. i knew he hit his limit as soon as he started singing Toni Braxton's Unbreak My Heart in his gawdawful howl. im laughing, as usual. everyone is laughing. lady across the street is over. her son lives down the street. her cell phone rings, and i hear her say..

'yes.. you KNOW it's JC'

he called to find out if it was me laughing so loud. his house was sealed tight, he was in the front room with the television on, kids were playing video games.. and he heard me.

9 doors down.

the Scream writing prompt

wikie source

The original German title given to the work by Munch was Der Schrei der Natur (The Scream of Nature). The Norwegian word skrik is usually translated as scream, but is cognate with the English shriek. Occasionally, the painting has been called The Cry.
In a page in his diary headed Nice 22.01.1892, Munch described his inspiration for the image thus:

I was walking along a path with two friends – the sun was setting – suddenly the sky turned blood red – I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence – there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city – my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety – and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature.

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Laughter is the Best Medicine!

Omg, what fun we had this am. I got up kinda dismal and fussy, because my son wasn't going to go to school today. He just fizzled out and lay there after getting high the previous day but one.

So lucky me, I see Reese on, woo hoo. I see Jc on, woo hoo too. But I got to type back and forth between the two IM window. Good Morning, Good Morning, Good Morning, Good Morning, and witticisms are already flying. How will I keep up! Puff, puff.

I decide to make a chat room. I call it Father McLovin's Confessional.

Pretty cool. Save some time. Better cross pollinating chatting. I'm all about efficiency. But a funny button is there. Voice Chat.

Hmm... I push it. You know I'm going to push it. It goes Kapow! and lights up green. I love voice. Grins.

I am reminded that Jzai's last day is today. I go invite him to our chat room. He gets on voice chat. His darling little sis gets on too. She sounds British, he sounds Neutral standard English.   He gets out his guitar. I listen. Reese listens. It is wonderful! He's singing too. a little. Very nice.

Amy and JC are slow adapters.   Amy has to be quiet. and Jc is well, shy.

I'm laughing, typing, singing. Uh uh, I have no shame. I sing off key something terrible, Reese's Doxie kept trying to join in. Ooooooooh ah Ooooooooh my ears she kept barking.

Finally I hear Amy I think. And she sounds just like my sister. I make out Reese.. I think... and she's just like my other sister. We sound alike. Omg we even laugh alike.

Then I hear this baritone. Ha ha ha ha. the table jiggles a little bit. I giggle. JC giggles. We haw haw haw back and forth. Jzai is laughing hard at us laughing.

I got so much blood up into my brain laughing. my serotonin levels must have lit up. My pain went down as we laughed.

Laugh we did. a stray girl comes in.   "Bless you, child" JC chats to her. wtf she says? priceless.

Amy chats in a joke about cookies on Styrofoam. I read it out loud as she types and we howl over it, and contagiously laugh.

I wouldn't trade my journal buddies for thin thighs.

Hotlines. pass them on as needed

Depression Hotline: 1-630-482-9696
Suicide Hotline: 1-800-784-8433
LifeLine: 1-800-273-8255
Trevor Project: 1-866-488-7386
Sexuality Support: 1-800-246-7743
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Runaway: 1-800-843-5200, 1-800-843-5678, 1-800-621-4000
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