Sometimes we could all use just a little help from a friend. Fantasy Faire brings out the fellowship and camaraderie like no other inworld event, rivaling a great many atomic world events as well. Beautiful creations and sims and souls to discover during these days of the Faire. All leading to pathways for what we all hope will be the most incredible discovery of all: a cure for cancer. Words here are short; the urgency to eradicate cancer, high. Into the Fairelands, ye wonderful souls. See you there!
Fashion Details (100% of RFL vendor items goes to the fight to eradicate cancer)
Shame on you, Burning Man. You fooled me…and tried to fool many of us. What are you really, Burning Man, if you now whore for attention in the worst possible of ways. You’ve grown too damned slick for your own good and gorged yourself on the tyranny of mainstream…becoming the very thing you now *pretend* to rail against. It’s called being a fraud. Shame on you.
and Always. Everywhere.
I’m writing in a way that I’ve never written before. Upending my “usual” process of editing and reediting before going forward.
This time, it’s something like a Jackson Pollock painting. Everything coming out everywhere. Getting the guts out in any order, any kind of way. Letting them spill out as they want.
How I will eventually thread all of this together will be a fascination to me as well. But I hear it can be done…that most writing processes tend to follow this kind of “write like a lunatic” method.
And so. It’s far easier for me to say these days that The Lunatic is indeed in the Blog.
A soggy tomato sulking on a fat-dripped proper English Breakfast plate….