This lovely Jamaican lady is Nerissa Irving. She is a playboy model and is also one of my favorite loc'd goddesses ever. But that's for another Smexxxy Friday post. Anyway, Nerissa Irving recently filmed her mom talking about the book Fifty Shades of Grey and put it up on youtube. What her mom has to say about E. L. James is absolutely hilarious. Perhaps the BEST review I've ever seen/heard. I was literally tearing up and bellyaching as her mom got into it, LOL. Enjoy.
Ohhhhhh gender and video games! Makoto was always my favorite character. In fact, I had a major fangirl crush on her AND Yun, lulz--I guess I'm a sucker for men with ponytails and androgynous women with short hair! Anyway, Yun was my brother's favorite character so I would kick his ass every time we played together. Ahhh, those tender Sega Dreamcast days...
The guy who made this video actually tweeted me when I told him how awesome I thought this video was...hahaha! Enjoy!!!!!!!!
Here's another one...awwww, Makoto's nut shots amuse me and Akuma's balls are epic.
So I got my first rejection on my full manuscript. Had to happen sooner or later, but ouch, smash, break! That's the sound of my ego hitting the hard fucking floor. I'm honored I caught the attention of a NY time's best selling agent from a major literary agency in the first place. And, um, the fact my rejection was open-ended: "would you be willing to revise/resubmit or do you have any other material for me to review?" should make me happy. But it doesn't.
I don't know. I guess this tells me I'm a good writer. The agent said so herself. But she thought there was too much gore and fantastical elements. Subjective criticisms. Fair enough. And I'm not taking it personally, but still...
I guess I'm just looking for some love from the horror community. It's such a hard sell these days. And at times I feel unappreciated as a horror writer. I'm not a traditional hack-n-slash type. Nor am I a psychological thriller either. I blend horror, the supernatural, fantasy, and just general "hard-to-define-ness" to my stories. I don't like being boxed into a single genre, and I think that shows in my writing.
Sticking to your guns is a hard thing to do. If I was so desperate to be published, I would write some cheesy YA urban fantasy about a boring white suburban girl and her equally boring but predictable half-vampire/werewolf/zombie/dragon/whatever-the-hell-ever boyfriend. Of course all of the characters would be straight. And I wouldn't even bother trying to incorporate feminism, racial/sexual identity, or social politics into the subtextual plot. Teenagers don't think. Like duh. Totally whatever, right?
I have a voice. And one day someone will listen to it. I never set out to be a NY times bestseller or super famous. I just want someone...ANYONE to listen to me. To show that I exist. That I was here. That's all.
To be fair, the agent who rejected me mentioned none of these sociopolitical issues as a factor. Strange, she didn't even bring it up. In fact, she asked me to write a Voodoo-themed YA story for her. I'm bitching about two completely unrelated topics: an under appreciation for horror AND political fiction. Anyway, I'm keeping the ball rolling on these queries. This grueling, soul-draining process... Onwards I go!
I'm not a foodie or a hipster (or even blipster) but I do watch the Food Network on occasion. Last night I watched the second last episode of Next Food Network Star. *insert groan* I could write a scathing fangirl post on why this season sucks more than anything else, but no. Don't have the stamina to complain. Food Network has become less about food and more about reality TV and pithy ratings. Oh the horrors of modern television!
As much as I loathed this season and all of the bland contestants, I did vote for Justin. I'm all for a younger, less douchey version of Alton Brown. Maybe I'll actually LEARN something by watching Justin's new show.
I think I posted another short film by the same name (it involved sex with a mannequin I think...?) this short film is totally different! Still subtly sexy...still very interesting. No mannequin sex. I promise. 3 million views on youtube. The ending is what makes it! Enjoy!
I love Bebel Gilberto. Honestly I didn't know what the girl looked like until yesterday. I've always just been in love with her sexy voice. Speak to me in Portuguese, baby, and I'm yours! But hey...not bad on the eyes either and I am...ah...very much attracted to her and will probably be ear-raping her CDs for the rest of the weekend. The first song I fell in love with was Aganju from the Buddha Bar CD.
The second song I've fallen in love with was O Caminho. I've had this song on repeat while I write my lurve scenes. Bebel Gilberto's voice is just sultry sexiness. I love it! Enjoy your weekend!
Beer. Explosives. Blinding patriotic pride. I'm so there, right? Actually, I can't stand this holiday. Too many people and cars crowded together. Noise. Lights. Ugh. An assault to my senses. But hey, if you dig sensory overload, brave the crowds and enjoy the fireworks today! :D
I'm about to let you guys in on the biggest secret ever known to man. This is huge. Like...top-secret at the Pentagon huge. Don't know you if you guys will be able to handle it...but here it is:
Meet my owl. Mr. Wise One. He has crazy amazing superpowers. I put him on and BAM...I can crank out 8,000 words in one day! It's that epic. For a short spell, I have mutant writing strength! The ideas just flow from my fingers and onto my keyboard! Nothing I write is crap! I can actually meet my deadlines! I'm over 21,000 words into my new novel! Holy shit!!!!
Sorry but...I can't tell you where I found Mr. Wise One. But I'll give you a hint. Forever 21. And I think he was like $7. Off to finish chapter six! Over and out, minions!
Hi. I'm the Vegetarian Cannibal.
My primary diet consists of broccoli and tofu and things like that, but I've been known to spoil myself on organisms higher up the food chain. Babies mostly. Sometimes clowns.
I'm a writer and this is my blog. :) I don't eat any of my fans, so don't worry. Just promise to clean up after you're done!