Showing posts with label Sorry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sorry. Show all posts

Monday, November 28, 2011

Lunch Post II: The Bloggering

Brevity is of the essence; I must go to third period soon. I merely wish to comment on my own foolishness regarding blogging: I write a good deal of posts, but read far fewer than I ought to. This is an apology to all you bloggers who I follow but whom I have neglected to read. I am working on it. The same applies to literature, because one must observe the art as one engages in it. I'm reading more scripts now (currently Pamela Pettler's script to the film 9) and I am also reading posts by both people I know personally and those I don't. I have known people who don't want to read and (gods help them) don't like to read - and consider themselves writers. Stephen King gave a funny speech at Yale about that. I might post it later, depending on stuff.

I must away!

Happy blog reading and/or writing,
Lewis

Friday, November 11, 2011

I Will Survive!

"Nothin's over while I'm breathin'!" - Quaritch (from James Cameron's Avatar)

"My best advice is...survive." - Haymitch Abernathy (approximate paraphrase from memory)
"You may kill me, but you may never insult me." - Captain Jack Sparrow

"First ya hate 'im, then ya respect 'im, then ya kill'im!" - Monty Python's "Mosquito Hunters" sketch

"Nice people finish last." - Dunno who said it

"Slow and steady wins the race; fast and steady wins it better." - My sister Laura

"You really don't stand a chance." - Mr. Ollivander

"Some say to survive, you need to be as mad as a hatter, which, luckily, I am." Johnny Depp as the Mad Hatter

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I consider it plausible that at least some of you have wondered where the hell I have gotten to. Why has Lewis not been updating? I'll tell you: my laptop was malfunctioning so we took it into the Geek Squad at Best Buy. They waited a week before telling us what was wrong, and almost three more weeks to supposedly fix it. When I received said computer, it didn't seem that they had done a freaking thing. So we sent it to them again last week (not my idea) and there it has remained. I began to resort to scribbling poems in journals and such and emailing myself documents. Many people would have despaired long ago due to lack of technology, but I found ways around it. I think I am fully capable of surviving without Facebook and all that, although I prefer my stories typed. And iTunes should be an online thing, like the Amazon Kindle, in which the device is hooked up to the account.

As I said, many people seem to be digitally reliant. While I have an appreciation for computrical things, I don't make horcruxes out of them (couldn't resist an HP reference). I suppose a nod to the One Ring would also be appropriate. People who pour their beings into devices are leaning on a crutch, which, when broken or stolen, will drop a person to the ground. Rising might be difficult. In my stage-combat class this past summer, which I took for a week of five days at Raleigh Little Theatre, we had several balancing exercises, which I now realize apply not only literally, but metaphorically as well. I am a survivor. I do not need many material things, and I try not to put down an excessive amount of roots anywhere (unless they transmit signals for when I depart, like neurons or whatever).

I want to travel the globe, and I'll probably only take a few pairs of clothes, something to read (Kindle?), something to write on as well as a drawing pad and utensils, a camera-camcorder combo, possibly my phone, and a laptop if I have one then. Bloody Geek Squad.... Anyhow, it's not insane to think the aforementioned might be one device soon. Something on which to read; write; capture; record; draw; print; call; view things such as time, temperature, cardinal direction, map, altitude, date, and so forth; shine a light; and resist things such as shock of impact and water in the circuits. I am aware that many of these things are already combined, and that it might be pricy, but all in one would be good, and saving pennies might be prudent. But with or without this potential life-saver/-destroyer, I shall survive. I have a certain proclivity for it. That's the same reason I don't smoke or drink or do other drugs in the common sense of the word.

Much love to you all (and may the odds be ever in your favor),
Lewis M. Winter

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Sorry!!!

I do realize I did not post last night. I also realize how late this is tonight. I have no good excuse for last night other then that I forgot until it was after midnight. Tonight I was at a friend's house filming, or rather practice-filming, for the Rot & Ruin book trailer for our library. It's fun, as it involves plenty of sword action - I love swords. But my mother doesn't trust me with a real one. Hence, I have a wooden one and a plastic one. Someday I'll have real ones (although possibly with dulled edges); I especially fancy katanas and French rapiers. Maybe I ought to take a fencing class sometime, but oh! do I have so many things to do.

This friend has a really nice piece of land complete with horses. She also has a nice selection of books. What can I say? I love observing bookcases. Her mother is a fantastic cook who made us spaghetti and garlic bread, and the dad is nice too.

In case I have not mentioned, I have ridden horseback in the past. Mind you, it's been a while, but I have. I enjoy it greatly. I might be riding again soon, at long last, at Dead Broke Farm in Raleigh -  the place I first rode at. I'd ridden in the kiddie corrals before at parties and state fairs, but Dead Broke was the first place at which I really rode. I visited the place after years in November and they had Guinea-fowl and turkeys and chickens as well as a miniature horse.

Oh, I must go and record a YouTube video now if I can. Fare thee well!

Love,
Lewis