Creation

[someone is singing "I Will Always Love You" in the background]
Tommy: What do you think? You think love lasts forever?
Hedwig: No, but this song does... Seriously, Tom, yeah. I believe love is immortal.
Tommy: How is it immortal?
Hedwig: I don't know, perhaps because... love creates something that was not there before.
Tommy: What? Like procreation?
Hedwig: Yeah, but not only.
Tommy: What? Like recreation?
Hedwig: [laughs] Oh stop, you come in here crying and you wanna "recreate" with me.
[she thinks about it for a second]
Hedwig: Maybe just... creation.

Yeah, the quote just kinda popped into my head; it doesn't have really any bearing on what I'm thinking right this moment - which is that I need to stop bottling up all the creative energy bubbling around in my head. I'm definitely feeling this fierce, growly need to get some shit on paper, be it stories or pictures... and yet, there's still this big frustrating wall between me and getting it done, a wall consisting of distraction and things I also need to do but will now probably only get done as a procrastination device. To which I'd normally say "whatever gets it done" cause some of this shit does need to be done, but probably not at the expense of my creative crap. Man, I need to manage my time better. That or start an IV drip of NOS or something.

I find myself amusingly intimidated by the Hatemonger. At least today I've managed to get it mostly out of the box, but I really need to sit down and learn to use it. The thing is it's such a damn complex machine and now that I have it, I'm kinda humbled by it and realizing that I need to amp my skills up to the max to be worthy of owning this thing. This is a camera to make serious art with, not for just fucking around, and I need to know how best to make it work for me to create the images I want to make. I've got so many ideas for it too. I want to do some stuff with sundart and sydneycat again, possibly lostcircuit (cause when one lives with or practically lives with three cute girls it seems almost criminal to not find ways to use them). I've got this idea for a self portrait that's been haunting me since Christmas. I've got some fun ideas I wanna try with bluewindkitsune.... crap, I need a tripod and a camera bag, lol. But yeah... I have all these ideas, and just need to find the time, focus and... dedication, I guess, to get these images out of my head and into some form of reality.

Don't even get me started on the writing. I'm kinda amazed how this story I was trying to tell started with these twins and a fantastical version of New York exploded into this whole big complex tale involving a whole other world (Sinisterra) and two other kids and gates and power wielding families and evil Empresses and lone assassins, but there you go. Now if I could only pick a damn point and write it... Except (whine) I've got about four books worth of concept, and most of it's images. Kinda makes wish I could draw worth a damn. Would make a pretty kick ass graphic novel.

Anyway, enough bitching about my creative energy. I've got innostrantsa on her way over (oh very SQUEE indeed!) and it would kinda help if I were dressed and socially acceptable, ie, showered.

Sunday

The shopping for the season is done. Time to put away the credit card until next December. Maybe by then I will have paid off the obscene amount I spent this winter on various Giftmasses. We will not be doing THAT again next year, ugh.

A wonderful afternoon/evening was had tooling around Northampton with the innostrantsa. I love it when she comes to town, she truly makes snark into a fine art. Much tooling and shopping was had, and a little bit of diabetic shock by way of simply walking into Ben and Bill's Chocolate Emporium and inhaling. Now there's a place that will kill you by aroma alone... actually, there's a disturbing thought, there's probably one or two people on my flist for whom that is literal truth. :o yeeep. Anyway, I can has jellybeans laterz. Jellybeans. mmmm.

innostrantsa and i were having this moment on the way home where we both started channelling our inner baptist ministers. So wonderful. Not too many people truly get the true joy and rapture that can be milked out of a phrase like "WHEN YOU PUT YOUR TOAST IN THE TOASTAH... WHO POP UP? JEEEEEEEEESUS!" Anyways, we did that out loud long enough to garner some terrified stares from surrounding white folk, and of course this inspired us to go home and watch Coming To America and heckle the bloody blue hell out of it (I love watching movies I love with people that also love the movie to death enough to heckle, howl with laughter at and recite along with it with you). Just let your SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUL GLOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! *glass shatters* hee hee hee. I must find a screencap of the Zamundan royal family lined up along the counter of McDowells. innostrantsa made a very good point in which that would make a fucking wonderful version of that "THE NEGRO COMMUNITY FROWNS ON YOUR SHENANIGANS" macro. -- (Found one, though if someone can find me the same shot, not as jpeg degraded, I'd be eternally grateful.)



Anyway, great time was had, and hopefully innostrantsa will make it back through for Thursday night's TNA hilarity. She needs to be introduced to Awesome Kong.

I heard this morning that Sean Penn and Robin Wright are divorcing.... I know, this is a definite bit of "and we care why?" but in some very small way, this has altered my world. I mean... Robin Wright dude. She was the Princess Bride, and well, other than a few movies here and there (Forrest Gump, Beowulf...) she hasn't done all that much but you know, be married to Sean Penn. I don't know, it made me go "Huh," for a minute.... Gonna stop babbling about it nau tho, kthx.

All right, I have put it off long enough. *sigh* wish me luck all, it is time at last to tackle... THE DISHES. mew.

On Notice.

( In which Andee decides to write up her uterus for erratic cycle length )