Monthly Archives: April 2014

A woman of power

So today’s post on ETM was all about being a strong woman. We all want to be one, sometimes it feels like we are being held back from it, and sometimes it is us that is holding us back.

I have movies I watch when I want to feel more kickass. When I went to feel empowered, strong, confident. Everything from Sin City and The Avengers, to Practical Magic and Sucker Punch.

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I have songs I listen to for a shot of confidence and feminine power – Kelly Clarkson, Evanescence, and yes even some Reba…

I have characters I identify with. I have quotes that make me believe.

Then it all fades away.

Lately I’ve been writing some strong characters, this has been a change for me in some ways as I’m often writing characters who are still struggling to find themselves, but I have some characters now who know who they are and are damn proud of it. They own their weaknesses, embrace their strengths and know they are all woman and are totally comfortable in their sexuality and not afraid to embrace it or even use it.

I want to be a strong woman, I want to embrace everything that I am, and stand tall.

It’s going to take work, belief, commitment, but hey, doesn’t everything?

And yes, now I have Fort Minor stuck in my head…

This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name

A shipping problem

This is just a random post, but I have a problem. I’m a ship-a-holic. What’s worse is that most of my ships are original characters and the world is not crazy in love with them too. Honestly, I am more in love with my RP/writing ships than I am for most movie and TV ones.

For those of you going “What is she talking about boats for?” What I mean is when you like two characters together, in a possibly creepy and obsessive way.

I do have my movie and TV ships. I ship Natasha and Clint together in The Avengers, but then I ship Natasha with Steve in Captain America. I have my Once Upon a Time ships, and thank god most of them are canon.

And I have come across ships that I cannot stand or cannot understand but I still respect the shippers right to ship them.

Last night while in the Jennifer Morrison tag I came across a post where the person said they wanted to literally burn Captain Swan and Outlaw Queen shippers with acid. Excuse me what? I was not at all surprised to find out what ship they sailed with. There is one ship that I have found in the Once Upon a Time fandom to have members who are violent and hateful. They have threatened and been cruel to the actors from the show. This isn’t on.

This kind of obsessive fan behaviour can be found across the board. AND IT HAS TO STOP. I’ve been bullied by fans of Beiber for not liking his music, I was actually told to kill myself. THIS IS NOT ACCEPTABLE BEHAVIOR PEOPLE. I’ve been attacked by Supernatural fandom members because of my views, and I have been disgusted by the hate I’ve seen in other fandoms. Like a dearest friend of mine being attacked for not shipping Swan Queen, the abuse she suffered was insanity.

People. I get that we are passionate about who we like, characters, love stories, bromances, everything, but there is no place for that to turn to hate. If you want to attack someone else for their likes and interests it is time to shut down the computer and go for a walk.

This world has enough negativity in it, let’s not make it worse, let’s not make people feel bad. Love what you love, accept what others love ESPECIALLY IF IT DOES NOT HURT YOU! And yes, you can take this and apply it everywhere else. Stop being jerks in life. For the love of god.

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A woman’s voice

Last night I dreamed that I was this big successful and famous advocate for woman’s rights and equality. I’ve been thinking about it since I woke up. I think there are some who would say I would make a terrible advocate. These would be the people who have attacked me for my view on being a woman.

See, here’s the thing. I think women should be equal with men, equal but different, because we are different, we have all these years of evolution that have built our bodies and everything different. I mean that isn’t to say that a woman can’t be as strong and as big as a man, but I’m speaking in those evil generalisations here.

I like being feminine and soft, I like asking a man to open a stuck jar lid or Tui bottle cap for me so I don’t hurt my delicate hands, and they are delicate. I like knowing that my male friends will step in and protect me, I also like knowing I can and have protected myself and my friends from attack.

I like wearing dresses and make up and dressing up and being told I’m pretty/hot/sexually appealing. I like shaving my legs, I like not shaving my legs and I will never shave my forearms. I don’t find arm pit hair hugely appealing but I wouldn’t tell someone to shave if they liked it, hell I prefer hairless men at times, it’s personal preference, and okay maybe some of it is society programming, and if a woman wants hair down there then fucking go for it. If a guy won’t be with you if you have natural hair then he isn’t fucking worth your time and needs to grow up and stop watching too much porn.

I like knowing that random men and women find me attractive, I don’t like them using that as a reason to make me feel uncomfortable or act without my consent. I like being pretty and I like being sexy…even if 80% of the time I won’t believe you if you tell me that I am.

All that said I would love to be able to talk to girls and women around the world and help them be stronger in themselves, this world is such that we are often feeling something negative about ourselves, whether it’s because we’ve been made to feel too fat, too skinny, the wrong colour or shape, too imperfect, or if it’s because we don’t get the respect we fucking deserve from those around us, or we don’t get paid fairly or given the same opportunities because of what we have in our bra and panties.

We should feel confident about who we are, in all our similarities and differences, and maybe that dream wasn’t so farfetched after all.

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Inspiration for life

So I’ve been playing around with my camera talents (which I wish were so much more, I have so many photo shoot ideas….) and I took some photos and I’ve been playing around in GIMP and I created this based on the wonderful quote from Benjamin Franklin…

Write Something  Worth Reading  or  Do Something  Worth Writing

The full quote is “If you would not be forgotten, as soon as you are dead and rotten, either write things worth reading, or do things worth the writing.” I think it also holds true if you want to meet the after life with a proud smile, do the same. Personally I think one can do both, I certainly plan on it.

Where am I going?

What am I aiming for?

I find I am the girl who wants it all, and I think that leaves me fumbling and lost. I want the amazing tree house in the forest, the natural life, the garden and the forest friends. I want the city life, I want the convenience, I want the prestige, I want the neighborhood that others dream of, I want the grass that get pimped. (I still don’t even understand that but I want it).
I want to write and be paid for it, I want to be a successful best seller. I want books that move people and inspire them. I want to make people dream of being more than they are, I want people to get lost in the worlds I create and miss the friends they made when the story finishes.
I want to be discovered, not work hard to make them notice me.
I want to dance.
I want to inspire.
I want to help heal the world. I want to speak to every person who struggles thinking they are not enough and I want to help them see they are. I want to do that because most days I forget that I am worth it and how wonderful I am. I understand and because of it I can see the worth in others when they have lost that themselves.
I want to help heal every person who has been hurt my another.
I want to turn society upside down so we see that it doesn’t make a blind bit of fucking difference what body parts we have, what color those parts happen to be, it doesn’t matter how we worship or if we worship. What matters is we act with love, we don’t hurt anyone else, we strive to make the world better, to make ourselves better. WE DO NOT HURT ANYONE ELSE.
Honestly that one shouldn’t be hard to get across but it is.
I want to be a force for the women out there that are struggling. Struggling with self worth and body image, with their place in society.
I want to run dance classes, not to teach people how to dance as much as to teach them to know their body and be comfortable in it, to be comfortable dancing for themselves or for others.
I have so many things I want to do and then I also want to hide away in my house and see no one and do nothing and just watch movies and read books and fade from the memory of others. Some days I think I’m two steps along in that desire.
I am left not knowing which direction I should go in. Which thing I should pursue. How do I know what I can achieve? How do I know which is for me? Can I do them all? Am I worthy of these pursuits?
I don’t know.
I want it all and I want it now.
And a minion. I want a minion