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Women rebelling against Mercury Retrograde (of course men can too!)

Iona McAvoy — Sun, 18 Apr 2010 13:51:00 GMT

MERCURY RETROGRADE.
Starts today until mid May. Hmmm this is not good....or is it?

So I'm reading that things are gonna get bad as Mercury goes retrograde in Taurus. Now keep in mind I had thought all week Mercury was ALREADY in retrograde because of really messed up communication and computer stuff and people being just rude (that is another soapbox though). So in reading this Mercury news I thought, well it isn't printable what I thought. Let's just say that it looks like it is going to be a bumpy ride!

Then I sat and contemplated that it is going to happen no matter what. So maybe instead of fighting it we should embrace our inner backward convoluted messed up communication time and give it a run for its money... we can make the purple hat ladies look downright tame! Think of it as subversive howling <G>

So every week I propose that we choose one day to mess with Mercury. On that day (your choice) act like a woman from the past eras.... or present...real or fictional....

I propose "Women messing with Mercury Day"

You pick the day and just have fun with it.

Some Suggestions:

Lucy O'Ball (wondering if I can find a cheap red wig...)

Gracey Allen (I LOVE her!)

Lily Tomlin (ok she givesu s LOTS of possibilities)

Gilda Radner (Gosh she was such a lost to the comedic world)

Bette Midler (I know I should be thinking of her awesome singing but I keep seeing her as a Stepford Wife with the beer fridge inside her stomach!)

Yoko Ono (It is a grey cloudy day here!)

Goldie Hawn (kind of frightening I think of her right after Yoko Ono isn't it?)

Jacqueline Kennedy (anyone got a pill box hat?) (Wait- QVC has lots of Jackie O jewelery!)

Evita Duarte ... don't cry for me....Peron

The Witch of the West from Oz

Dorothy

Scarlett O'Hara

Minnie Mouse

Lizzie Borden

OK I'd better stop, am getting a wee bit silly.

Feel free to add more names, I have a feeling we'll have enough weeks. Just subtly add some of their catch phrases or patented reactions to things to your world. Have FUN with it. Wear something that reminds you of them, whatever it is. Be the one who messes with communication that day, and let Mercury just take a hike! Fight back or at least have some fun.

hehehe- I think I may do this on Wed of each week. It certainly will give me something to look forward to, and then something to chuckle about the rest of the week!

No, I don't do drugs or drink.. Heck I don't even eat chocolate much anymore (after the 2 yrs of steroids & chemo it lost its appeal!) This is just my normal insanty. But heck, we all need giggles these days we can get!

AND MEN- don't let this limit you- dance in the rain like Fred Astaire, just don't go overboard if you pick the 3 Stooges! hehehe

HOWLS

Bloggeroni Times

Iona McAvoy — Wed, 03 Mar 2010 00:04:00 GMT

        BLOGGING.

    Just can't do it. I have pondered why. Before I had knee surgery I thought it was because I was in such pain that I just wasn't in shape to write about whatever. Now that I'm over the surgery, feeling better, I realize that I just don't want to blog.

    But blogging is writing. I love to write. I just don't particularly want to write about myself. So should I write about writing? I am leagues behind really good bloggers that this seems a bit silly. I'd rather just post their urls for their blogs and be done with it.

    And what time I have to write, well I'd like to be writing. I tried to convince myself that I could do blogging on weeknights, when my brain is tired from work and my creative juices got drained somewhere between here and the office by a giant Juicer (think Jack Lalane and his white german shepherds). But even then I would frankly rather be reading, one of the things I know I need to do to write in the genres I've chosen. Or heck maybe even write on my WIPS (down boy, this is Works In Progress, nothing leather).

    So what's a girl to do. I could decided that along with the new ultraviolet streaks hiding in my hair I could rebel and become the ANTI Blogger. Now keep in mind, I love other people's blogs. Gertie's Blog about her sewing adventures, Cynthia Leitich-Smith totally rocks with her YA and children's blog. What do I have to offer? Nada.

    Course I had to wonder, is it because I don't think I matter. Oh wait- years of therapy and two exes (one official, the other mercifully unofficial) and did I say lots of therapy?-- have made me stand up and say YES I MATTER. Well heck, I do, matter, ya know.

    Or maybe I'm lazy. Naw. Not me. That I'd rather read than write about something? I am writing reviews for the group we are putting together in Houston on the How to write books for YA. So I can do it, I just would rather put that energy into writing books.

    But lazy? I write a good portion of my work day. That may be it. I am tired of writing about other things that are real and factual and not made up craziness from my head.  Well perhaps some would say lawyers are fiction writers but I prefer to think I focus on the facts, the case law, and am really quite brilliant at it all.

    Yep, that is it. I am writingly wiped out from work, and I just don't have that much interesting to say.

    Does that mean the end of this blog? Oh no no no no.... I'm just going to have some fun and write about the writing world from my point of view. It won't be researched, or substantive, but just some of my own thoughts as I go along. And maybe a soapbox item of my choice now and then, after all I'm footing the bill for this bloggeroni! So bloggeroni it is, something fun, something that is a bit Italian much like me, and that might peak the interest of some readers here and there.

    So enjoy the respite, it is now official bloggeroni time!

DREAMS before THANKSGIVING

Iona McAvoy — Tue, 24 Nov 2009 14:25:00 GMT

Ah, food. Nope. Sorry, one does not dream of massive food quantities when reading Terry Pratchett right before bed. Add to that I’d just finished The Enchantress of Florence by Salman Rushdie before Monty handed me Soul Music for my pre-snooze appetizer.

As with most dreams, the minute the body moves, that mysterious chemical that blocks memories wipes away most the images. All that is left is that vague feeling, what did I forget or miss? Did I really see an Italian courtesan morph into troll on a horse?

As I’ve been preparing for surgery we’ve been getting cds of favorite books. A coworker recommended the audio of the Stephanie Plum series. Always a favorite for tight characters, excellent fun and laughter, Monty downloaded a couple to the cheapie MP3 player I got from WOOT. So later I hear him chuckling, then laughing then guffawing (for serious laughter moments sit next to Monty at a funny show or movie, he’s the best audience member for a comedy)

What are you reading? Naw, not reading, he was listening to one of the Plum books. So I did too, just a little. TOTALLY different experience than reading. Whoa the brain goes into hyper alert...how do I sound? I tend to read my writing out loud several times in the edit process. But do I write to be heard or read. I do voices in my head for dialogue, but the rest?

So these dreams, imprints of visuals but no sound. Books, imprints of feelings with the visuals. Will be curious what happens after listening to books post surgery. The little bit I snuck in definitely left sounds in my head, more than visuals. Writing words, creating worlds, grabbing the senses.

Rainy day in Houston today, wishing I could go home and back into bed to recapture some of the odd moments of dreamland. But coffee is ready, and time to get to work. I guess I’ll leave dreams of roasted turkey to the pups.

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Iona McAvoy — Sun, 22 Nov 2009 16:22:26 GMT

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