Fourth of July

[shiredancer]

Fireworks are just so fucking splendid. We trundled ourselves to the beach tonight, after a dreary, fog-ridden day (not unusual for summer in Santa Barbara), hauling our chairs and blankets and -- guilty pleasure -- KFC for dinner. My sister hooted and hollered over every explosion, my daughter complained about the noise, my husband kept up a running commentary... and I sat in open-mouthed silence, which is typical of how I like to enjoy such things. I found myself wishing I could be there all alone, just once, but I really wouldn't trade any of them

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[shiredancer.livejournal.com]

Good for you, doing your own fireworks! There were plenty of sparklers and other little things on the beach -- strobe thingies, and all. Here's a confession though -- I'm scared of them. Anything remotely related to fire scares me. Brrr.

Thanks for your comment on my writing... you know, I *am* starting to use my LJ as an attempt at writing practice. I'm ridiculously pleased you noticed! Are you and I the only ones in this LJ friends group not actually writing fan fiction? Aren't you ever tempted? I know I am -- but the page I've written is just so bad, I don't really think I'll ever manage it. Depressing thought.

I don't think so

[chrystimd.livejournal.com]

I think there are some other non-fanfic-writers around. I think we are just the most vocal of the non-writers. And by we I mean me, because you don't seem to be as pesky as me. And you ARE a writer. I'm sure they're all rolling their eyes and wishing Daisy hadn't invited me by now. But I figure SOMEONE has got to be the waving, cheering fangirl. Self-appointed head cheerleader, that's me.

You SHOULD keep writing, though. That's the only way you'll ever get "good," and isn't this a fun and safe way to try it out? Anonymous and among friends? Please don't be depressed about it. I know writing is hard work too. That's one reason I'm not worried about ever being tempted do to it. HA!
Secret (don't tell anyone, okay?): I wrote a lot in high school. Poetry, stories, I even was the student editor for the literary magazine. Then I found out I wasn't very good at it. You know, one of those crushing experiences? Well, I never was going to make my living at it anyway, but after that I didn't even write for self-pleasure anymore. Which proves I'm not a writer, because everyone knows writers write all the time, and they don't get discouraged and quit over any little old thing. So no, I don't think I'll be tempted. Unless it's contagious or something, because I sure have been in close contact with a lot of ar-teests lately. Must remember to get booster shot. Hee.

I'm glad my noticing your imagery wasn't offensive. I almost didn't post it, I live in fear of seeming like a stalker here. But something compelled me. I almost said more to one of your earlier posts, when I offered a hug. LOL: Stalk. Stalk. I guess if I stalk everyone equally, and if I'm not very good at it, then no one will get paranoid. I'll put you on my list. :-) ((((shiredancer)))) (sorry about the rambling reply I really AM bored today)

Re: I don't think so

[shiredancer.livejournal.com]

Oh, and thank you for that hug! I know which one you're talking about, and yes, that *was* a "writing" piece as well as a strong, sudden outpouring of old, raw hurt -- I guess I was exorcising a demon there. Or maybe exercising it, LOL, sometimes hard to tell! I debated whether to actually post that or not as it seemed possibly too personal and revealing, but then I thought, what the heck, this is *MY* LJ. And when I reread what I wrote I thought, hey, I think I just told a whole story in about two sentences and if nothing else, that's a pretty good exercise in being concise.

So thanks again, and I do NOT feel stalked. ((((Chrysti)))) (Do you have any idea how long it took me to figure out that all these parentheses indicate hugs????)

fireworks and writing, but not at the same time

[anneheart.livejournal.com]

Hey! I'm kinda deathly afraid of fireworks! Pretty from a distance, but not close up. I live near a casino (well, two actually; the joys of living in southeastern CT) which has fireworks every Wednesday during the summer. We can't see them from my house, which is for the best, I guess.

I write - have for as long as I can remember - but not fanfic. I guess I'm more comfortable with my own characters. Have been working on a story that I might post in my LJ - have been threatening to, anyway - but am waiting for friends to finish reviewing the parts I've sent out.

I think one of the best things about livejournal is the number of people writing - fanfic or poetry or whatever. Writing and enjoying it and sharing it. If only I could get my students to be so eager.

Good luck with the writing!

Re: fireworks and writing, but not at the same time

[shiredancer.livejournal.com]

Thank you for the encouragement, and I feel your fireworks pain! I'll watch for any writing that you post, and I'll keep trying.

No writing here...

[indigo-moon.livejournal.com]

So this thread is over a week old...sorry to respond so late, but with my work/travel schedule, my private internet access time has been spotty at best.

I just wanted to let you know that you and Chrysti are not the only non-writers around here. I definitely fall into that mix, at least when it comes to creative writing. Back in the day, I could write college papers that stood side by side with the best of them.

I've actually never tried my hand at fiction. I wonder if anything good would come of it. I have been tempted, but I don't even know where to start. I keep thinking of a concert I saw about 10 years ago. Arlo Guthrie. He was just an amazing storyteller. He talked about how songs were floating out there on the breezes, just waiting to be picked out. He pittied anyone who was stuck downwind of Bob Dylan, since all of the good songs would already be gone. That's how I feel when it comes to thinking of something to write...stuck downwind of Daisy, Lobellia, Adrienne, etc. Everytime I think there is nothing left out there, one of those ladies manages to pull something out of the air. I am in awe.

To be honest, I'm surprised at myself for even starting a LJ to begin with. I'm all visual, so a journal is a real stretch for me.

It's been a fun stretch, though.