A little OOC. I don’t tend to write Daddy Tramoc, he bothers me. It’s actually why he went into a coma almost three years ago. Wow…three years it’s taken me to be able to come to a point where I needed to write him in all his horrible. When I first put him away it was for many reasons, one of them being that I was concerned how others would see him and therefor see me. Did I really want any of the potential icky that would possibly spring forward from him? No, I didn’t. I wasn’t ready myself to write anything from that black place in my brain, I certainly wasn’t ready to deal with anyone that might get upset or take offense at what I was choosing to write. Many things happened over these three years that changed that. I am a stronger person, I have watched many people go out of my life and some for the better of it and some still cause me sorrow. I have renewed and made good solid friendships that lift me up and cause me to contemplate things around me and seek to push boundaries. I have an amazingly supportive husband who helps me weave my way around the cray cray in my head and get it out of there and sort through things logically.
And lastly but certainly not least, I learned. I learned from reading and watching some wonderful people around me RP that in the end it doesn’t matter. We write what we need to because that’s what wants to come out for whatever reason. That bad things happen in the world and they should and can be addressed by art (sorry that’s basically what this comes down to for me). Write what we want with no apologies and if it doesn’t agree with people and they have already been warned then they need to own that themselves not lay false blame where it doesn’t belong. Thank you my lovely IRL and online friends for teaching me this and helping me understand the darker side of things and recognize that need and validate it.
View off my porch yesterday morning. I stopped snowing a shortly after that but started again late afternoon. Last time I poked my head out we had about 4 inches of the fresh white pretty stuff :)
Laser Engraved Rollings Pins by Zuzia Kozerska-Girard
Polish designer Zuzia Kozerska creates gorgeous rolling pins inspired by patterns and cute designs. She confesses: “When I started exploring the possibilities of my laser engraver (not only boys can play with lasers!) , I found out that I could engrave wooden rolling pins with patterns ! So it was decided! I would try making quality, good-looking, wooden rolling pins engraved with fun patterns! And so it all started with my niece birthday, she is absolutely nuts about cats! I knew without any hesitations what would be the first pattern I would make.”
Created with great detailed each product is made to perfection. Find them in her Etsy shop.
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Go to that link, read the story, and vote by clicking the star icon. I’m in the top 100 now; if I can get into the top 35 entries, I am one step closer to having my story adapted for Tales From the Crypt and winning $20,000 in sweet, sweet prize money.
That feeling when you have something that you want to write...but it’s just stuck. Sitting there like a nasty evil little hamster in need of serious dental care running on the wheel around in your brain with an evil cackle >.<
We’re back home and I am exhausted, there is still lots to do with work, the kiddos and helping my parents. I haven’t even had time to respond to any messages (thank you) or skype yet. Mostly I am just tired, I’ll try to get back to those that have sent messages by Monday at the latest. For now just this broad “Hey there” is the best I can do :)
We all need a little pooh bear to remind of many things sometimes, this one for sure. I’ll be absent for a bit again from all mediums as some family things have come up. Sandwich generation unite.
Nisan made his way from the room his young features set in a stern expression as he rapped on Cord’s door leaving small traces of blood behind. Opening the door Cord raised his eyebrows slightly “What’s up Cyn?” he glanced down and saw the blood on his brothers hands a frown quickly crossed his face.
Nisan moved his hands behind his back “I need you to help me clean up my room, there’s been a bit of destruction take place...” Cord leaned against the door frame as a sardonic smile split onto his face. “What, did you and the little Lordling get into a scrap? I thought I was the scrapper.” Nisan glowered at him a bit his mouth set firmly as his eyes narrowed a bit. “Look are you going to help me or not? I’m not going to stand here and play question and answer with you.”
Cord chuckled a bit as he stepped through the door before closing it behind him. “No need to get your pants in a wad, Ali would have my head if I didn’t help you and I would get another lecture about family..speaking of you better hope she doesn’t find out about your hands.” He grinned again a moment his eye sparkling “This might work out in my favor, feel like doing my homework for week?”
Nisan strode past him shoulders square with long purposeful strides. “Never mind I’ll do it myself, I knew I shouldn’t have even bothered asking. Everything is one big joke to you, unless it’s you that needs help or is trouble.” Cord trotted to keep pace with him a moment before grabbing his brothers arm, “Hey calm down I was just teasing you, you know I’ll help you. First lets try and at least wrap your hands so more blood doesn’t smear all over the place.”
Stepping into the room Cord let out a low whistle, “Dwayna’s tits Cyn what the heck did you do?” Nisan brushed past him in a huff grabbing some bits of curtain that was already in tatters and binding his hands quickly. “Doesn’t matter what happened let’s just clean it up and see someone about the windows.”
Cord paced over and looked at his brother a moment, anger quickly flashing into his eyes as realization dawned on him. “You didn’t do this did you? The little Lordling did and YOU healed him. You really are a Dolyaks ass Cyn, Ali is gonna lose it when she finds out you did that. You don’t have the right training to finish the process and what’s worse it could have gone totally wrong. What was the little Lordlings problem? The room wasn’t fancy enough for him? And why do you even care, why in the Six would you cover for him like this?”
Nisan sighed slightly as he tied off the bandage on his hands. “Sometimes we just do things to help people regardless of who or what they are Cord. Everyone feels pain at some point, I for one am not going to just sit there and let them suffer.”
Cord shook his head as he moved over and started cleaning up bits of glass and wood. “He won’t thank you for it. Mark my words helping out his kind never gets you anywhere or anything but regret.”
It’s been so long since I fumbled around in Photoshop trying to put ugly text layovers on my art that I figured it’s time for raffle number 8!
What you get:
A portrait! Any character/race/gender from any world or universe. OCs/RP characters, fanart of a character you love, anything you’d like. If you can describe it I can try to paint it. Above are examples of my work so you know my skill level and limitations but I will give anything a go!
What you need to do:
Like and/or reblog this post to enter.
Be following this tumblr.
That’s it!
A winner will be picked on the 21st November 2016 and has a day to reply or I’ll re-raffle the prize!