Saturday, June 23, 2018

Been Gone A Long Time...

It has been over a year since my last post here. Hopefully I will start posting more often here --- and with my writings. I have saved up to get a typewriter or word processor. I need to have hard copies of what I write concerning my fantasy. I also got a Writers Market so will attempt to find an agent and publisher, hopefully within the next year. Hey! I am turning 70 at the end of this year. Enough of just writing writing and more writing! I need to get what I create OUT THERE for the public to buy. That is the game plan, anyway.
It is funny about my family. I have original artwork that I have created with the talent God gave me. Some of it is on my walls. And I have family fans who think I am a wonderful artist with my artist abstract doodles.  And yet the majority of my family has never read anything that I write. Over 4500 worlds and counting! At least 2 books ( need rewrite and editing but otherwise done ) of hollyWEIRD. Plans for Blanche Badger's Weird Cafe ( spoken word open mic night to introduce stories from those 4500 worlds and counting... ).
I do tell others to come here to blogger but not sure if anyone has. They often use other places ( which I don't care for as much as here even though I haven't been here in awhile ). As I mentioned, I hope to be back posting here more.

Thursday, July 21, 2016

Write write WRITE

I have been scribbling up a storm for hours on end. Write write and WRITE! Fantasy, for the most part. Trying to keep myself from being frustrated. That ship of mine? Time for you to come on in! I am busy writing and writing and writing some more. And that is just the story of my life. I have been working on the fantasy worlds and have some more to finish up. But think I will soon start in and write some more as far as books are concerned. More stories more essays more poems and then editing them and putting them all together. Sigh. I need HELP in getting things polished up and ready for publication but have never had a single person step up to the plate to help me in any way. Words are nice but action is nicer. No fault to those who encourage but can't help but there are those who do neither and yet they are in a position to be able to do so. And in the mean time I do what I do: I write. And then I write some more. The creativity pours out of me. Just wish I had the financial resources to take it to the next level ( sigh ). It makes me grieve. I think part of the frustration is knowing my family does not give a damn. And so it continues. Anonymous, ignored and obscure. And I write because my genius is on fire. What else can I do? I pray ( helps me keep sane; thank You, Jesus! ) and I write. Write, write, WRITE! I write.

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

random rambling thoughts

It has been awhile since posts. I mainly hang out on FB, twitter and youtube. But there is a lot of potential here for writing things at blogger. I need to step up my game. Started hollyWEIRD ( some ) and thinking of putting up more of that. Then again, I thought, why not toss up descriptions of those over 3500 fantasy worlds I have been working on since 2008? No one has seen them except for yours truly. So I am debating as to whether or not to do that or not. Maybe put together some song lyrics sites like I had over at WebTV ( rest in peace and screw you Microsoft that took our good thing away grrr! ). We will see how I feel up to it.
On another matter, I have been waiting for my brother/son to help me to file my case against CBS about the hippie clip as it does not look like they will ever give me the time of day about the 2 seconds of MY FACE they have shown around the planet since 1967. I will try and call them again, possibly to the legal department and even ask them who I should contact there about this issue. My face! I should be making money from it --- and then hopefully get enough to jumpstart the stalled Maserati of a career that stands still based on my lack of finances ( editing, uploading and paying someone to do that; recording radio ready songs... etc etc etc ).
Lots of praying going on too. I have gotten closer to the Lord since I moved to the desert and while not crazy about it ( 110 degrees for months on end is not fun ), I have made my peace with it. And I have met some dear friends as well, so that is a blessing.

Saturday, August 22, 2015

Score name kiddo and 48 years later..

48 years ago The Hippie Temptation aired. Now normally I would spend today bitching about this infamous event in my life. HOWEVER, today is an awesome day! My new great nephew, Jeffrey Irving Summers, was born in Cleveland to his proud parents Justin ( my nephew ) and Kelly! And this lucky boy has an amazing name! He was named for my brother in law ( and his grandfather ), Jeffrey MacKanin, and my dad ( the BEST dad ever ), Irving Summers. So, Jeffrey Irving, welcome to life and grow up to be a wonderful boy and a good man. You have two names to live up to! How can you not be a great kid with two names like that? Congrats are in order to grandparents, the great aunts and uncles, aunts and uncles and cousins! And special congrats to Jeffrey Irving for making his timely appearance much to the overwhelming joy of his parents!

Monday, February 2, 2015

NO Shades of Gray

I cringe whenever I see the media gush over a horrible movie that is about the poorly written porn ( please do NOT legitimize this trash by calling it "erotica." the degradation of women and the glorification of sexual sadists is NOT erotica. It is porn ) novels of "Fifty Shades of Grey."
Over half a life time ago I fell in love and had an affair with a rich, famous ( more so in the years after our breakup ) and drop dead gorgeous man. No, I won't go into the details but will say once I broke up with him things got really ugly. He went ballistic and stalked me for a few years. That was not pleasant.
I should have seen the red flags. He was selfish, self centered, jealous, possessive and rash. He acted more like a not very nice teenage boy rather than like a grown man. After I broke up with him ( in the early 1970s ) I lost my memory of him. When I remembered him and our relationship it was devastating. I did not know what to call it then but now know it was/is PTSD. It has been a hard time for me in recent days because of reliving the old memories, the old hurts.
 I HATE this movie and I hate the media's handling of it. I don't give a crap how many millions of copies of the books have been sold. I don't care how many people go and see the trashy movie that will opening on ( this is such an insult ) on Valentine's Day. Men abuse women and these books and this movie glorifies men who do that.
In the 1970s there were historical romance "bodice rippers" where the feisty young heroine is raped by the hero, the "rape fantasy." How many rape victims would see their rapist go free ( often to rape again ) because women on the jury had been reading "romances" where the hero ( handsome, rich, often titled ) would rape them and then at the end of the book they are married and live happily ever after?
These books, the media gushing over it as if it is so romantic and so sexy... it is dangerous. There will be naive women who will end up in hospitals, who will end up in the morgue because of this movie, because of these books. Beating, raping, violating women, tying them up and whipping them, chaining them as if they were a slave, what the hell is wrong with women who seem to think that because a book is a best seller and the media acts as if this behavior is ok, that it is somehow normal?
Men who abuse women sexually are sexual sadists and many are narcissist psychopaths. Shame on every woman who has read this trash and somehow thinks it is "romantic." There is nothing romantic of being the victim of abuse. There is nothing romantic about being stalked. And shame on you if you legitimize this trash by going to see the movie.
Whips and chains? Sorry. There are no shades of gray in me. There never has been and there never will be. I am a good woman. I am a loving and I hope, a kind woman. I am also no one's pushover. I am lucky because I grew up in a house where my parents loved, honored, cherished and respected each other. I know I have worth as a woman, as a human being.
50 Shades of Grey devalues women and promotes violence against us. Men like the one in this book ( and the man whom I had formerly been involved with over forty years ago ) do not have romantic conquests. They have victims.

Thursday, January 8, 2015

THE PEN IS MIGHTIER THAN THE GUN

RIP to the slaughtered satirists and the others who were also killed by Muslim extremists in Paris less than a day ago. It is heartwarming to see how Paris and all of France ( and yes, the outpouring of solidarity, the outrage over this act of evil, from around the world ) has stood defiantly and unafraid in the face of terrorists who worship nothing but the nightmare hag known as death ( it matters not what they call their "god" --- what they worship is death and carnage ).
Yes, I am a writer of fantasy. But I have written sarcastic and satirical things in my day and my night. I hope to continue to do so.  Everyone who knows me knows that I am and have always been and always will be rabid when it comes to the First Amendment of the Constitution. Free speech, freedom of the press, freedom of religion; this is what is important to me as a writer and as an artistic person. The PEN is mightier than the gun.  The pen shouts the message of freedom that will not be silenced by the pathetic roar of a gun or by the slashing sweep of a sword.
The pen will not be silenced. The pen will not go quietly into the long, cold dark night. Rather, the pen will paint and write and sing a brilliant hue. There will be shades and graffitis of the pen to make a fireworks display of expression from humanity. We will band together with our creative spirits and never be cowered by evil and those who live their lives to destroy rather than create.
CH Summers