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Writers, Artists, Bandits, and Revolutionaries-- Have you ever lived in a tourist town? Worked in the industry? Traveled in unfamiliar territory? SuperGrrrl Adventure Comix is a multimedia second-gen riot grrrl-themed zine currently accepting submissions for its third (and first themed) issue! We are looking for previously unpublished original fiction, nonfiction, poetry, black-and-white art, comic strips, interviews, articles, and reviews; regarding and related to tourism; from writers and artists of all ages, genders, and backgrounds. We cannot pay contributors at this time, but we will happily give you contributor copies, random comic books, and our undying gratitude. Please see below for guidelines, and feel free to forward this around or post it anywhere you'd consider appropriate. For consideration for this issue, submissions must be received no later than DECEMBER 5. Sincerely, Rachel Edidin and Jen Vaughn, Two-Fisted Editrices SuperGrrrl Adventure Comix( Guidelines Below the Cut )
my kitty & my man :D
 jamie wearing my hoodie :) he's so cute!!
Oh, hi! I'm back! It's been three years since I made an issue of Four Star Daydream. I had the wonderful chance to be in Richmond during the Richmond Zine Fest so I reserved a table and got to work on FSD #10. & here it is!  Four Star Daydream #1016 pages // 1/4 size This zine contains ten one-hundred word stories about my adventures on the road and at home. The intro is one-hundred words, too! Very simple layout and text heavy. $1 & a lovely note to: Fawne DeRosia P.O. Box 805 Thomaston, GA 30286 I have past issues on Etsy. You're welcome to order those zines via snail mail also! Trades are welcome! P.S. How awesome was the Richmond Zine Fest? I enjoyed having a table and being surrounded by other zine-makers (even when my table decided to collapse!).
Oh, hi! I'm back! It's been three years since I made an issue of Four Star Daydream. I had the wonderful chance to be in Richmond during the Richmond Zine Fest so I reserved a table and got to work on FSD #10. & here it is! Four Star Daydream #1016 pages // 1/4 size This zine contains ten one-hundred word stories about my adventures on the road and at home. The intro is one-hundred words, too! Very simple layout and text heavy. $1 & a lovely note to: Fawne DeRosia P.O. Box 805 Thomaston, GA 30286 I have past issues on Etsy. You're welcome to order those zines via snail mail also! Trades are welcome! P.S. How awesome was the Richmond Zine Fest? I enjoyed having a table and being surrounded by other zine-makers (even when my table decided to collapse!). Tue, Nov. 10th, 2009, 01:56 pm
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today is a good day....the next few months should be ok. jamie went to his interview at UPS today & it went well. so i hope they call him to work soon. AND my unemployment benefits may be extended AGAIN! for 20 weeks....(i'd rather be working but 3rd shift is the only shift available at whirlpool...can't do it) but i am STILL looking for work.....but atleast we can pay our bills now. we're like a month behind on everything now... so we gotta spend the rest of the month catching up on that. but i feel pretty good about things now. it will be okay! "it's all good...."
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i won a scarf on yokoo's blog - excitement of the day. otherwise, writing, writing, turmoil.
Here's my 5th of Nov I took for A Day in my Life in Photos
( 42 pictures )
Sometimes I come across old photographs and wonder where that girl disappeared to.
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Technically, this is an icon post. But I'm going to drown it in context, both personal and not. I hope that by the end of this post, you will understand why I'm doing this.
"I must confess that over the past few years I have been gravely disappointed with the white moderate. I have almost reached the regrettable conclusion that the Negro's great stumbling block in his stride toward freedom is not the White Citizen's Counciler or the Ku Klux Klanner, but the white moderate, who is more devoted to "order" than to justice; who prefers a negative peace which is the absence of tension to a positive peace which is the presence of justice; who constantly says: "I agree with you in the goal you seek, but I cannot agree with your methods of direct action"; who paternalistically believes he can set the timetable for another man's freedom; who lives by a mythical concept of time and who constantly advises the Negro to wait for a "more convenient season." Shallow understanding from people of good will is more frustrating than absolute misunderstanding from people of ill will. Lukewarm acceptance is much more bewildering than outright rejection."
- Martin Luther King Jr. Years ago, in one of my classes, we studied Martin Luther King Jr.'s letter from Birmingham jail, and what stuck with me the most was the excerpt above, where he says that the power to make a change for equality lies more within the "white moderate" (white people) than anywhere else. He highlighted how absolutely lethal apathy from The Privileged is, and called for empathy and action. From everyday people. It is not "their" fight; it is OUR fight too. "I just need you to know, that this is very important, what we’re fighting for. Because I’m tired -- I’m really, REALLY tired of the manipulation, of how the press is manipulating everything that’s been happening in this situation. They do not tell the truth! They’re liars!”
“And they manipulate our history books. The history books are not true! The history books are lying! You need to know that! You must know that. All the forms of popular music: from jazz to hip-hop, to bebop to soul. You know, you talk about the different dances from: ‘the cake walk,’ to ‘the jitterbug,’ to ‘the Charleston,’ to break dancing. All these are forms of BLACK dancing!”
“What’s more important, than giving people a form of escapism, and escapism meaning -- entertainment? What would we be like without…a song? What would we be like without…a dance? Joy, and laughter, and music?”
“These things are very important!”
“But if you go to the bookstore down at the corner, you won’t see ONE BLACK PERSON on the cover!! You’ll see Elvis Presley. You’ll see the Rolling Stones.”
“But where are the real pioneers who started it?”
“Otis Blackwell, was a prolific, phenomenal writer. He wrote some of the greatest Elvis Presley songs ever. And this was a black man. He died penniless. And no one wrote about this man ever; they didn’t write one book about him at all. His songs were heard all over the world. And I met his daughter today, and I was so honored. To me, meeting her was on the same level as meeting the Queen of England.
“I’m here to speak for all injustice. You gotta remember something. The minute I started breaking the all-time record in record sales: I broke Elvis’ records, I broke Beatles’ records; The minute it became the all-time best-selling album in the Guinness Book of World records, OVERNIGHT, they called me a freak, they called me a homosexual, they called me a child molester, they said I bleached my skin! They made everything to turn the public against me!”
“And this is all a complete, complete conspiracy. You have to know that.”
“I know my race! I just have to look in a mirror. I know I’m black.”
- Michael Jackson, 2001 Now, what I'm going to write next is not meant to make it seem as if I completely understand how discrimination feels for a non-white person, because I don't know that. It is also not here so I can gain sympathy for myself. I just wanted to add a personal note to all of this to further illustrate some things and possibly help people feel more connected to this entry in some way. I am white. But I'm a woman. A mentally ill woman. And while I am aware that those things still give me more privilege than others, there is a stigma attached to those things, regardless. Especially when it comes to dealing with the law. I am not going to go into specific details on a public forum here, but what I can say is that I have suffered many, many false accusations in my lifetime, some of which had me hospitalized or arrested. I don't want to generalize and say that ALL police officers are bad people, because that is not true at all. But there are very corrupt people in the world all over, and I have met my share of them through law enforcement officials. When someone stands behind a job of authority and comes face to face with someone accused of being a criminal of some kind ... no matter what all that "innocent until proven guilty" shit promises, that is not a guarantee that you will meet that protection when confronted with the police. If you are the reason they were called out, you are fucked. If you live in Florida, you are doubley fucked, because the Baker Act exists. What the Baker Act means is that, if you are deemed to be a threat to yourself or others, you are involuntarily committed to a psych unit for at least 72 hours (and, believe me, this law gets stretched so thin that you could probably just yawn around someone and they could have you taken away). I have been dehumanized countless times because I'm 01) a woman and 02) "crazy." I've been taunted by police; I've been forcefully shoved backwards and told to shut up for crying in a courtoom; My hands and feet have been cuffed (the feet were especially painful and greatly restricted my ability to walk); I've had to strip naked in front of strangers; I've worn a jumpsuit and been patted down a thousand times a day. I've called the police and had them turn on me because the other person said I was crazy, and for whatever reason, me being upset and crying in relation to why I called them just further confirmed to them that I was clearly "insane" and/or "hysterical." The reason that explanation works so well on some people is because I'm a woman, and women are all clearly overly emotional, PMSing fucking idiots. Right? Tell me, what has become of my life?
I have a wife and two children who love me
I am the victim of police brutality, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of hate
You're rapin' me of my pride
Oh, for God's sake!
I look to heaven to fulfill it's prophecy.
Set me free
So, no, I do not--and will never-- fully understand what it's like to be someone of color and live in this world. But I can empathize with the feelings of being silenced, powerless, and dehumanized. In some ways, I truly think we all can find something in our lives that made us feel that way. And I think we, the privileged, must dig deep into those wounds and keep them open; keep them fresh. Step outside of your skin and into another's. Extend your arm out to protect another from the stinging blow of racist remarks. Even in the company of all whites, BE the one to speak up and make that joke uncomfortable. Make everyone stop and think about what is being said. We ALL have the power to make a change. We ALL have a voice. Make yours heard. How many people have to cry
the song of pain and grief across the land?
And how many children have to die
Before we stand to lend a healing hand?
Every day create your history "It’s time for a change! Let’s not leave this building and forget what’s being said. Put it into your heart. Put it into your subconscious mind, and let’s do something about it. We have to.”
“We have to.”
“Because this has been a long, long time coming. And a change has got to come!”
“So let’s hold our torches high and get the respect that we deserve.”
“PLEASE don’t put this in your heart today and forget it tomorrow. Or we will not have accomplished our purpose. We will have not have accomplished our purpose if that happens. This has got to stop. It has got to stop.
“Thank you. And remember, we’re all brothers and sisters, no matter what color we are!” Thank you to theidolhands for the transcription of Michael's speech posted here.
The video of the speech is located here.
   
( No force of nature can break / your will to self-motivate )
my brother is working on this movie; he is a td at dreamworks. he worked on this trailer, too; he said it was more of a pain than the rest of the movie, but i don't really know what that means. something about shot data.
i found all of the 90's revival episodes of dark shadows online. i'm fairly excited. i watched a little of it last night. my presentation paper is nearly done, i have some gaps to fill in & then i need to take screen captures of the path and smooth everything over. i have been keeping track of all the quotes i gather from readings here. i don't know how to get rid of that little broken image but i'll mess with that later. the cats are yawning.
we went to my mom's last night & ate dinner. she wasn't really depressed or anything...she just wanted to know if we could come over on monday & take her a few places. i dunno if we are going to matt's tonight or not we're being pretty lazy today! we've watched a few movies & made brownies...& jamie was playing guitar & is gonna do some paintings now or something! i should be writing! so i may start on something soon! i need to do SOMETHING besides just lay around today!
INITIATION, the first issue of PRAYERS FOR CHILDREN (a new online journal/gallery curated by Keith Aguiar, Jody Jock, Greg Kaplowitz and Gina Abelkop) is now up for your viewing pleasure! With work by Zee Boudreaux, Roxanne Carter, Juliet Cook, Brian Dini, Mark Oliver Farley, David King, Finley Kipp, Scooter Laforge, Ashley Lande, Matt Lifson, Zachari Logan, Leslie Lowe, Daniel McKernan, Rhani Remedes, Heather Renee Russ, Brenden Shucart, Mica Sigourney, Max Steele, Chad Stose, and Jack X Taylor. Also on the website is the submission call for the next issue. Get to it! * & also, available for preorder, Caketrain issue 07J.A. Tyler’s teeth still unmarked white, Carol Novack’s pretty pink mouth and porky pink tongue, Sarah Norek’s hair slipping from her skull, a welt carved into Roxanne Carter’s thigh, Alec Niedenthal’s ghostly neck and chin, Matthew Curry’s inside-out torso: the seventh presents a bony, bodily form, a disembodied head above its siblings, and we are powerless to thwart its fleshly will. There are other things, survivors: Darby Larson brings ducks and story-doings, Margaret Frozena and St. Teresa of Ávila begin a duel that gives way to a duet, Matthew Derby wields this rake-like thing—but these bodies, strewn all over the issue, often dismembered, dislocated but ever-ambulant—hover still, cloud a land denuded, peopled. |
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