Getting over myself.

Only after I finished my post, I realized that the blog I wrote yesterday was rather long. I think that's fine, though. There are some things that just need to be said, no matter how many words it takes.

As is my established pattern, since yesterday's post was long, this one will be shorter.

The unschooler's conference that I go to every year is coming up, and I've been hiding myself away, practicing my guitar so that maybe I'll actually get up the guts to enter the talent show and play in front of a room of people.

The idea is both terrifying and exciting, so I can't quite decide which feeling is going to win out, although I kind of really want to do it. It's just a matter of convincing myself that I'll do fine, and getting over myself.

In other news, I will be reaching my 100th post on this blog this month! That's a HUGE milestone, one that I never really thought I'd reach. So that's a cool thing.

Anyway, my day is calling me, and I have things to create, books to read, and songs to sing!

Have a splendid day,
~Whimsy

Come Along, Rory.

I wrote this song for a friend of mine as a sort of a prize for guessing my name in a weirdly Rumplestiltskin challenge. ^__^

I'm (very) proud of how it came out, to the point that I want to share it with all of you. (Also, sharing music is nervousmaking.)

It's from Rory William's point of view, and it contains spoilers ALL THE WAY THROUGH Series 6.1 of Doctor Who.

I do hope you like it, and feel free to leave a comment or tell me what you think!

Wanna talk to me on Skype? Also, Banned Book Week.

It's banned book week.
I LOVE this week.
What other week can you read and feel like a badass all in one go?
(Yes, yes, yes...speaking up against censorship and all that jazz, too. Important stuff.)

Last year, for BBW, I wrote a song.
It's called "It's Raining, Annie", and it's a book-rock song about Annie On My Mind. It was the first song I've ever written, and my talent has grown a LOT since then.

I'm still very proud of it.
Here's a video of my very own self playing it!



In other news, NaNoWriMo is only about a month away. I am halfway thrilled, and halfway scared.

I'm starting up a Skype group. If you are doing NaNo, and you want a group of awesometastic people to chat with/help with plot/share written stuffness/tell you to get off the chat and go write more/do word wars with, then let me know.

I've been busybusy in my off-the-computer life, so that's why I haven't posted much.

I'll try to get another post on here in less than a week.

A friend of mine thinks I should do a meme that she posted on her blog, so that'll probably be the next post.

What's new in all of YOUR lives?

~Whimsy

BEDA, Day 11: Androgynous

I love this song. It makes me happy on so many levels.

Watch it now, and then continue with reading this blog, okay?

I'll give you time.


There? Are you finished? Well, if you are (which you should be), then you will have seen Joan Jett preform a cover of The Replacements's Androgynous.

I have been (no lie) listening to this on repeat for the past three days.

There is just something so free and sweet about these two people who love each other, loving each other for who they are on the inside, not how they look, or express their gender, or anything else.

I wish the entire world was a bit more like that classroom of kids, who just recognize love, and don't judge.

Too much in life, people spend time judging other people.

We all do it. We all look at someone we haven't known before, and try to fit them into the boxes we already have in our heads. Now, some of you may be saying "That's not me. I don't do that." Well, you know what? It's freakin' HUMAN NATURE to judge people. I hate it just as much as you do, maybe MORE than you do.

If we realize that we can take the time to put aside these judgments that we made beforehand, and we all actually DO take the time, this world would be so much more accepting.

Then we wouldn't be shunning Dick (or anyone else) for wearing a skirt, and Jane wouldn't have to run away from home to be who she is.

There would be no more hate, because we would all be seen as people. Each one as worthy of respect and life as the next.

Just something to think about.

~Whimsy

P.S. I have been known to wear a tie, fedora and tailcoat at times. I have been known to wear a short skirt I made myself with a lacy tanktop at times. And guess what? I'm no different when I wear one than when I wear another.