Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I go inside
tap into the sappiness
it's a happy place to hide
don't got to show no sides
nobody's business anyway

I find love rather repulsive
mushy gushy love you love me
oo oo oo aren't we all wonderful
hugs all around

fake

fake

fake

I can't fake it
don't want to

love should be discriminating
not suffocating
not taking
discerning

I want to reach that happy place
where I don't give a damn

do you understand
I care
but I'd rather not
understand

it's just my brain talking
my brain
it's a fudgesicle
my heart
my heart's a
melted marshmallow mess

allow me my truth
I'm trying to fix things
allow me my truth
don't make me sugarcoat
I haven't the will for it

this is not poetry
it's wretching out loud
moron typing life
one page a day

I pick one at random...........to express my gratitude
thanks for writing mousey

it helps me a lot Doctor Mouse
It don't hurt anymore when I laugh
I am going to be clear as glass one day
with a little help from your words.

Doctor Mouse in the house...that's a good one!

physician heal thyself
and so I said okey dokey
hand me that scalpel
let's see what can be done
so I cut and I cut
I carved and I carved
removed all unnecessary bits
slapped on an ouchless bandaid
walked away whistling
and thought to myself
Well, now I'm set!
and haven't looked back since
course now I can't write for shit
apparently I need a heart transplant
guess I got carried away
as usual!
another snafu
boo me

"i know i'm fakin' it
i'm not really makin' it"
-paul simon

hey, i wish i was half as prolific as you

i miss writing

i wish i wrote this

what's that new avatar of yours? i can't figure out what it is

it's very blue and purple

i like the colors
but what is it? lol

Ten four Doreen I was going to ask that too.

It looks familiar somehow.


But I think it is just a finger.

mousey1 got hands

a mutant rodent maybe?

I never could have been a surgeon
Twelve years of pre-med and I could not stand the site of blood
So I figured I would "skip the bed pans
and go for the analytic dead pan"
(lime lighters I think, those enterprising physicians paraphrased)

Physician heal thy self
But I got a fool for a patient
Patience is all it takes I tell myself


You know I saw a picture of you one time
You left it up as your avatar for about 45 minutes I think
I was chewing the cud with jimbo at the time
And I remember mentioning to him
"There is a peachy mouse."

SURGEONS must be very careful
When they take the knife!
Underneath their fine incisions
Stirs the culprit,—Life!

Well, I write what I'm thinking and I've been thinking alot lately. I suppose one of these days I'll just go quiet.

I don't know why you don't have one of these blogs for yourself Doreen. They are wonderful just for playing around with words, thoughts, images, etcetera, etcetera. I know for a fact you've got lots of talent in you bursting at the seams...share some of it.

The avatar is my hand. Had you peeped into my "Images" thread you would have seen the large version.

Here > http://www.studioeight.tv/phpbb/viewtopic.php?t=7559


Hi stillt. Yes, I used my visage as my avatar back around the first of this year I think...or was it last year ...the years are all running together it seems. I had it up for a couple of days but I found it annoying. I much prefer the hidden me, or the bits of me strewn about. Thanks for the compliment.

the culprit,—Life!

I like this very much.

the culprit life...how true...how true.

aha! your hand! I see!!!

I hadn't seen that visual arts thread! Thanks! Very cool!

As for me having an artblog or artlog or blog or whatever these darn things are, well yeah, one day I'd like to have one and might do that... that is if I ever find my voice again.

Thing is, I haven't written anything in ages. One night several months ago, I created myself one and added it to the list here right under yours... I called it "Infinity Sideways" (the 8 of course)... just like I do on this blog

http://doreen-peri.livejournal.com/

but as you see, I haven't added anything to that one since January.

I'm an old dried up lady. I've got nothing, seems like.

So, I created the title of it, put myself as a moderator and thought I'd wake up in the morning and start writing because I figured having one here would force me to do that and inspire me and I could be a writer again! Woohoo! I was so excited about it!

Unfortunately, I couldn't think of one word to write so I deleted the darn thing.

One day maybe. We'll see.

I was thinking maybe I should write a novel since the poetry isn't coming any more. I was looking for inspiration and tried the Duets idea thinking maybe I'd find someone to write with because that's always how I've gotten my inspiration but it didn't work very well...

Maybe I should go to GO more often and try to jam some.

Hmm... I tried buying journals and writing in them and they turned into books of illustrations with very few words and I donno where to find the words any more.

Do successful writers experience these long-term dry spells or am I just finished? just curious.

lol

For goodness sakes Doreen, why not post those things here, on your site. You are depriving us. I pretty much read everything, I love to read what everyone's doing.

I like this setup because no one has to read me if they don't want to. If I'm not their cup of tea they don't have to sip...well, actually I'm more like whine.

I kinda treat this blog as more of a stream of consciousness thing. Often I'll just start typing and see where it leads...if it leads to the toilet, I flush, if it leads to something I can actually live with, I hit submit. It doesn't have to be good to someone else if it's at least good and pleasing to me. Same with images and stuff. It just feels good to share bits of me, even if no one really wants to see...you know?

And you should go to GO! more often, or just bounce off of other people's words here...it really can get the juices flowing. I would love it if you'd bounce words off of things I've written...nothing would tickle me more.

It's all about word play and I love it when people come in here and play around.

You're far from dried up girl, you're full of juice, let it flow. I know you love writing, just turn your mind loose and see where it leads, the air is just full of words waiting to be plucked and popped on the page...do some plucking!

There, consider yourself Pep talked! Now show us some Pep!


ps: almost every time I post something I think, there, that's the last of it, I'm done, there's no more in me, but eventually I come plodding back with more crap and on and on it goes...but really it could come to an end at anytime. Que sera sera.


You should repost those poems from that link you posted above to your own artblog here, that would be a wonderful start...they're great, I've read half of them and will read the rest later. Thanks.

Emily Dickinson, I should have Identified that quote

Doreen you have created an oasis here.

Why don't you just let that text box hang open and go
Stare into it like you are driving an eighteen wheeler in a Wisconsin Blizzard, it is a white out, you have your nose pressed against the windshield trying to put your eyeballs out there in the void desperately searching for a place to hide from the storm

Mousey it was an interesting picture. You look like you write. I get bored with my avatars too.

Nothing personal
Ah
I just wondered what the story was on that picture. Very intense. The expression i mean.

you once mentioned those meaty mammalian magnets
But it is always her face my eyes zone in on
That is after I gain conscious controll of them again
Stupid Bob used the word stoichastic (sp?) darting movements of the eyes.

I saw the hand pictures, that is when I figured out it was a finger, not a purple weenie
just a moron typing my amigas