The Week (or so) in Review: October 4- 15 2008

I’m going to try my best to NOT speak about politics in this post.

I have looked back at my blog over the past year and I realize that I used to talk a lot about my life and what was going on in it; a journal, so to speak.

While politics are the main focus in my life at the moment- so much so that I have lost work because of it- I have gone back to my roots of having a little fun and actually realize my work and focus on the many projects that I have let slide. 

I have returned to my novel, Home Off The Range but in a much different way. Although my editor(s) have been after me for the last 33% of the book that needs to be edited, I have swayed a smidge. Don’t get me wrong: it will get done. But at the advice of an EP and an Agent, it has been recommended to me to screen write the novel. OK. Well. Major shift. Although I always thought the story should eventually become a screenplay, I highly doubted that I would ever have anything to do with the writing of it. Maybe as an advior of sorts but writing a screenplay? Never. 

So, here I am: writing a screenplay. I was SO intimidated by it but as soon as I started, I realized how much fun I was having with it. It is SO different from writing a novel. So much. But I’m so into how different it is; how it is becoming another story, taking into consideration potential budget, how scenes have to be negotiated and coming to a truce within myself of what I can relinquish in the story to make it actually- potentially- have someone interested in saying: “Okay. Let’s go.” It’s a whole new thing.

In the mean time, I have two other projects that have been in a tickle trunk for a while that have jumped out on their own and landed in my lap. One was encouraged by a friend in SoCal who gets life-as-we-know-it more than almost anyone I know. She encouraged one of these projects to sit on my lap, look me in my face and say: “Now’s the time. Make me.” Thank Buddha for friends in SoCal. Why don’t I live there again? See. There are some things I still need to figure out.

The third project was encouraged by another writer friend of mine who is presently in negotiation for an animated series with some big three letter cable conglomorate who shall remain nameless. You know the one. I just don’t wish to jinx things by saying their names out loud. [Yes. I’m spooky like that.] As I work through project one and two, #3 is right there and ready for a good 17- 20 page synopsis. So, it is being done; I’m even making scene breakdown cards in my little recipe boxes. I didn’t expect to conjure that up yet but there it is.

Beyond projects, I am enjoying time with long-lost friends, going to art events (even if they suck), dinners and general symposiums that make us all happy. 

Canada’s winter is upon us. We need to fill ourselves with more than “Trash Wednesdays” and too much other TV. If I’m going to spend yet ANOTHER winter in cold and snow, I have got to fill my time with great projects, great connections and endless filled agendas. I can’t deal with another season of SAD. 

At least this year I am blessed with airline credits. So trips to SoCal or other warm(er) places CAN and WILL be in the cards for us.

In the mean time, here is the week’s politics and economy summed up in a very important video. Complete with winks, unnecessary spending and big-business protection:


Our romance with debt — we’ll pay for it later

Reposted from CNN.

By Margaret Atwood, Canadian author of The Handmaid’s Tale. I recommend everyone GO PURCHASE AND READ THE HANDMAIDS TALE. Amazing how forward thinking Margaret Atwood was/ is. 


Our romance with debt — we’ll pay for it later

Posted: 03:05 PM ET


Margaret Atwood
Author, The Handmaid’s Tale

Unless we value fairness, reciprocity, and honest dealing, and the concept of balances — for debt and credit depend on them — and unless we are able to trust our systems, we would not be able to have debt and credit — no one would lend, because there would be no expectation of ever getting paid back.

What caused the massive financial mess we are in comes back ultimately to these concepts. The rules were too loose, fairness and honest dealing were violated, the balance was upset. We must now restore trust so people will take their pennies out of the sock under the mattress where they are now inclined to store them.

In my part of the world we have a ritual interchange that goes like this:

First person: “Lovely weather we’re having.”

Second person: “We’ll pay for it later.”

My part of the world being Canada, where there is a great deal of weather, we always do pay for it later. One person has commented, “That’s not Canadian, it’s just Presbyterian.” Nevertheless, it’s a widespread saying among us.

What this ritual interchange reveals is a larger habit of thinking about the more enjoyable things in life: They’re only on loan or acquired on credit, and sooner or later the date when they must be paid for will roll around. It’s pay-up time. Or payback time, supposing that you haven’t paid up.

In any case, the time when whatever is on one side of the balance is weighed against whatever is on the other side — whether it’s your heart, your soul or your debts — and the final reckoning is made.

The financial world has recently been shaken as a result of the collapse of a debt pyramid involving something called “subprime mortgages” — a pyramid scheme that most people don’t grasp very well, but that boils down to the fact that some large financial institutions peddled mortgages to people who could not possibly pay the monthly rates and then put this snake-oil debt into cardboard boxes with impressive labels on them and sold them to institutions and hedge funds that thought they were worth something.

A friend of mine from the United States writes: “I used to have three banks and a mortgage company. Bank number one bought the other two and is now trying hard to buy the mortgage company, which is bankrupt, only it was revealed this morning that the last bank standing is also in serious trouble.

“Now they are trying to renegotiate with the mortgage company. Question One: If your company is going broke, why would you want to buy a company whose insolvency is front-page news? Question Two: If all the lenders go broke, will the borrowers get off the hook?

“You can’t imagine the chagrin of the credit-loving American. I gather that whole neighborhoods in the Midwest look like neighborhoods in my hometown, empty houses with knee-high grass and vines growing over them and no one willing to admit they actually own the place. Down we go, about to reap what we sow.”

Which has a nice biblical ring to it, but still we scratch our heads. How and why did this happen? The answer I hear quite often — “greed” — may be accurate enough, but it doesn’t go very far toward unveiling the deeper mysteries of the process.

What is this “debt” by which we’re so bedeviled? Like air, it’s all around us, but we never think about it unless something goes wrong with the supply. Certainly it’s a thing we’ve come to feel is indispensable to our collective buoyancy.

In good times we float around on it as if on a helium-filled balloon; we rise higher and higher, and the balloon gets bigger and bigger, until — poof! — some killjoy sticks a pin into it and we sink. But what is the nature of that pin?

Another friend of mine used to maintain that airplanes stayed up in the air only because people believed — against reason — that they could fly: Without that collective delusion sustaining them, they would instantly plummet to earth. Is “debt” similar? In other words, perhaps debt exists because we imagine it.

Another part of the human imaginative debt/credit structure has to do with payback time — the time when you have to pay the debt back, or else suffer the consequences.

All major religions have extended this structure to the afterlife, where, if you haven’t righted the moral balances on earth, you must do so after death.

There are no clocks in heaven. Nor are there any in hell. In both, everything is always now. Or so goes the rumor.

In heaven, there are no debts — all have been paid, one way or another — but in hell there’s nothing but debts, and a great deal of payment is exacted, though you can’t ever get all paid up. You have to pay, and pay, and keep on paying. Hell is like an infernal maxed-out credit card that multiplies the charges endlessly.

Jane Devin: Angry and Frustrated

Read Jane Devin’s Blog.

WTF Friday: After the Debate? Angry & Frustrated.


Grammar Bitch

I know that I’m not perfect.

The fact that I’m even writing this blog entry with capitals correctly is a feat. 

I am writing this, inspired by another blog that i read and check in on at least five times a day. 

This particular blogger asked her readers: “What do you want?”

A response to the question was: “I would like people to know the difference between plural and possessive when they are writing.”

This (all grammar and punctuation) is a pet peeve of mine. And I don’t know how to address this peeve to people that write to me, comment to me, etc. 

So. A simple solution.

There’s a great book out there for all who are challenged in this arena. Which is most people. 


It was recommended to me by one of THE most uber-intelligent people I know. I really thought I knew everything about grammar and punctuation but I realized, after reading this book, that I did not. The fact that she read it and learned from it meant that I needed to learn from it as well. She is seriously the most intelligent person I know.

So. Everyone. Do yourself a favor and get yourself this book. It is all that you need. AND! There are punctuation stickers included in the back of the paperback version of it! STICKERS! Who doesn’t want stickers?

Uncensored. Revolution. Don’t Tread on Me.

A Response to a Gal That Helped Me See Myself As Art. Again.

the whole reason that I had originally fallen in love with [the] Journal Revolution is that it was truly that. A revolution. Somewhat Punk Rock in Nature, but truly art in it’s entirety. I feel shitty that you felt that you had to take down the original post but I was glad to see that there was some more comment and visual aid to drive it home. As you should do. This isn’t meant to be a validation, per Se; more of an acknowledgement that: yes. you are doing what you should do. Being Journal Revolutionaries…
As a stylist/ writer/ columnist/ media whore, I have not (yet) had the misfortune of having had any of my work taken out of context, nor have i had to deal with it “appearing” like pittance, intentional or not.
I love you guys like salt- and I appreciate the fact that you have been part of my journey in getting me, as art, back.
No more suppression. For any of us. Say it like it is.

More readin’: "A History of God" by Karen Armstrong

Reminded and recommended by Jayel Aheram, an American soldier who is either presently in Iraq for his third tour (?) or prepping for it.

Jayel is a fantastic photographer and stranger-friend I met indirectly thru Flickr thru Rosie. Not personally, of course!

Click here or on the image to see his wonderful pics.

Look Me In The Eye: My life with Aspergers

John Elder Robinson (brother to Augusten Burroughs, author of “Running With Scissors) writes candidly of the misconceptions of Aspergers, essentially a high functioning version of Autism, and the misconceptions of it and of those who live with it.
My spiritual nephew, Joey, lives with Aspergers. He is a huge light in my life and in many others. He is beyond inspiration and one of the most creative and brilliant people I know.
I knew that I wanted to read this and I had completely forgotten about it until I saw it over at Ro’s.
So, addendum to my previous post today:
Go get it tomorrow when you’re buying your copy of Rosie’s Celebrity Detox! I know I will be!