...eh...?
So, it's been a while. I have good reasons for not going online too often lately, and yes, I might have been too preoccupied with other sites to be a regular blogger, but maybe life throws you in the directions you're supposed to go whether you want it or not?
Changes (strange, how that differs from 'chances' by only one letter) come regardless what you do to stop them. Some are good, some are bad, all are building your character. Damn, I must be a freaking skyscraper right now, as much building as been done on me lately! :)
Jokes aside.
Feeling a bit under the weather - if I could, I'd take a plane ride, because above the clouds, the sun is always shining.Check in once in a while - don't be a stranger - and I'll try to do the same.
xoxox
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
This Bitch Writes
...yeah, one more plunge into the unknown for me. I have signed up on the HarperCollins site Authonomy and the Swedish offspring Kapitel1 where I'm publishing my books.
Be kind, get in there, read, comment, rank me. The more comments and better ranks the better - what's at stake, you ask? Well, the most popular books can get a real book deal out of it. So, up me and I'll get my biggest dream coming true:
I get to press my hand against my chest, just like Carrie in SatC, and say
"I'm a writer!"
:)
Here's the Authonomy/HarperCollins site
And here's the Kapitel1 site
Same content, only that HarperCollins is 100% English, while Kapitel1 has some Swedish framing and buttons. The books are in English (two of them, so far).
Enjoy!
Be kind, get in there, read, comment, rank me. The more comments and better ranks the better - what's at stake, you ask? Well, the most popular books can get a real book deal out of it. So, up me and I'll get my biggest dream coming true:
I get to press my hand against my chest, just like Carrie in SatC, and say
"I'm a writer!"
:)
Here's the Authonomy/HarperCollins site
And here's the Kapitel1 site
Same content, only that HarperCollins is 100% English, while Kapitel1 has some Swedish framing and buttons. The books are in English (two of them, so far).
Enjoy!
Saturday, November 01, 2008
I call you, when I need you, 'cause my heart's on fire...
Guys and dolls...
So, I've been away. Nope, not another mental vacation - I wish! Instead, I had to try and regroup and come to terms with life not always go as we've plan it.
Plus, there has been some bad news health-wise, but I'm not going to go into that.
I'm in one piece (as far as I know) and consider myself well. My doc might have a different oppinion, but what does he know, huh? :D
Okay - just a short briefing, now go and live your own lives. I'm around. Not as often as I used to, but I'm still here...
So, I've been away. Nope, not another mental vacation - I wish! Instead, I had to try and regroup and come to terms with life not always go as we've plan it.
Plus, there has been some bad news health-wise, but I'm not going to go into that.
I'm in one piece (as far as I know) and consider myself well. My doc might have a different oppinion, but what does he know, huh? :D
Okay - just a short briefing, now go and live your own lives. I'm around. Not as often as I used to, but I'm still here...
Thursday, July 10, 2008
GlobeTrotter July 2008
Another day, another dollar...
...another month, another picture!
Guess the location of that theatre!
If nobody even comes close by Monday, I'll start dropping clues. but till then, my lovelies, you're kinda on your own... ;)
Good luck & have a safe journey!
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
What's love got to do with it?
Someone asked me how you can be in a two year relationship without ever falling in love.
It’s simple, really. Very simple.
There are tons of reasons why people are in relationships that transcend love. Or never reach to the ankles of love, should I say. I’m not going to list them all, because that would be redundant and a complete waste of internet space (yes, that too can run out at some point).
When you care for someone, like them, see them as your best friend – it is easy to confuse that for long enough to get used to being together. I believe a lot of people stay together for the simple reason of being used to having someone to come home to.
For a lot, being with someone beats being alone. Never mind that someone might not be someone for them, someone they love. Or maybe then do.
But being comfortable and being used to being together is the main issue.
“Marriage of convenience”, one could say. I scratch your back, you’ll scratch mine. No man is an island and all that crap. Because when it boils down to it, everybody needs someone else at some point in time. May it be for emotional, physical or purely financial reasons. Tax cuts. Not sleeping alone. A hand to hold in public.
It’s easy to be together without being in love.
It’s easy to have a relationship without having love. Not all of us have to choose, but some do. And some choose just because they want to.
And trust me – where there’s no heart, there’s no complications. Or at least a hell lot less. Clean slates. No heart – no heart ache.
So yes, my longest relationship has been for two years. I really, really cared for him. My second longest relationship was almost a year. I was almost in love. Almost.
But no, I’ve never been in love.
It’s simpler that way. Less messy. Clean slates. Clean cuts.
…and I do like my life tidy.
It’s simple, really. Very simple.
There are tons of reasons why people are in relationships that transcend love. Or never reach to the ankles of love, should I say. I’m not going to list them all, because that would be redundant and a complete waste of internet space (yes, that too can run out at some point).
When you care for someone, like them, see them as your best friend – it is easy to confuse that for long enough to get used to being together. I believe a lot of people stay together for the simple reason of being used to having someone to come home to.
For a lot, being with someone beats being alone. Never mind that someone might not be someone for them, someone they love. Or maybe then do.
But being comfortable and being used to being together is the main issue.
“Marriage of convenience”, one could say. I scratch your back, you’ll scratch mine. No man is an island and all that crap. Because when it boils down to it, everybody needs someone else at some point in time. May it be for emotional, physical or purely financial reasons. Tax cuts. Not sleeping alone. A hand to hold in public.
It’s easy to be together without being in love.
It’s easy to have a relationship without having love. Not all of us have to choose, but some do. And some choose just because they want to.
And trust me – where there’s no heart, there’s no complications. Or at least a hell lot less. Clean slates. No heart – no heart ache.
So yes, my longest relationship has been for two years. I really, really cared for him. My second longest relationship was almost a year. I was almost in love. Almost.
But no, I’ve never been in love.
It’s simpler that way. Less messy. Clean slates. Clean cuts.
…and I do like my life tidy.
Saturday, June 28, 2008
They are only words - unless they are true
Blessed be those that, when having nothing to say, say nothing at all
Monday, June 23, 2008
Hide U
Me and Crushed debated that icky, sticky thing called love the other day, and agreed upon disagreement. Considering I have never actually been in love, I don't carry as much weight in the conversation as Crushed does - besides, I'm a teeny tiny little woman, I don't carry much weight at all. But I know how to stand my ground.
Here's the thing - is love defined by the urge to protect someone away from the surrounding world?
We argued about this for a while last night, because we don't see eye to eye. Crushed consists in his beliefs that when you love someone you just want to wrap that person (in his case, unexplainably, Sara Sidle) into your arms and take care of them.
In my beliefs, that's what you do to a stray dog, not someone you love.
Maybe I'm the ultimate relationship altruist, but I think that when you merge two lives, you should try and wrap as little as possible. I mean, just because you are a couple doesn't mean you have to switch the "me" to an "us".
That's by the way extremely enervating, when a person describes him or herself (for some reason, this happens mostly around women) as 'us'.
Wrapping someone up in the proverbial blanket of comfort, taking care of them, hiding them away from the world - okay, in theory it might sound comfortable for a while, but let's face it, we all have lives of our own to go on with.
Merging two lives does not mean you give up on individuality. You owe it to yourself and everybody around you to keep nurturing an individualistic trait, where you have your own friends, your own hobbies, your own duties. Because being together 24/7 is tiring in the long run.
Heck, try being together for 24 consecutive hours and see if bloodshed wont be the inevitable result!
(she said, realizing she might be the only person in this world that is that difficult to live with)
Actually, I've never had complaints about being too clingy - it's the other way around, while in a relationship, I seemingly spend far too little time with my significant other. Or so I've been told.
Could it be that I've just been taught to take care of myself as a grownup and manage my own wishes and needs and wants and not constantly lean upon others to fix my life, wrap me into that already mentioned proverbial blanket and hide me away from the world that sometimes rejects me, and rejects me harsh?
Or maybe love is just that - individual - and nobody is a hand to glove to someone else. We adapt, but should never give ourselves up.
A man marries a woman, hoping she'll never change, but she does.
A woman married a man, hoping he will change, but he never does.
How about this - the person you fell in love with, with all the quirks, the neuroses, the borderline psychosis, the looks, the temper, the works. You fell in love with that person. If s/he changes, is it the same person? Or are you just meant to be with someone else?
Another issue - the One and Only? Crap!
If I have to look for one single person that I'm suited for in every aspect (and the prospect of that relationship bores the hell out of me right off the bat), I might as well curl up and die. Many people in this world, about half of them men - so many men, so little time!
Besides, how should I deduct the One and Only - by trial and error? Eh... drag me naked through the rosebushes and slap a sticker on me right now - slut, anyone?
Love is unexplainable. Love is unpredictable. Love is hugging someone one minute just to shout and throw stuff in the next. Love is respect and friendship, but not only - love is when you feel your heart thumping like a horny rabbit in your chest for no apparent reason more then a smile, a smell, the sound of that familiar voice you can't get enough of...
Love is giving each other space. At least it is for me. I'm not a hugable person.
...but today I really, really need a hug...
*sigh*
Here's the thing - is love defined by the urge to protect someone away from the surrounding world?
We argued about this for a while last night, because we don't see eye to eye. Crushed consists in his beliefs that when you love someone you just want to wrap that person (in his case, unexplainably, Sara Sidle) into your arms and take care of them.
In my beliefs, that's what you do to a stray dog, not someone you love.
Maybe I'm the ultimate relationship altruist, but I think that when you merge two lives, you should try and wrap as little as possible. I mean, just because you are a couple doesn't mean you have to switch the "me" to an "us".
That's by the way extremely enervating, when a person describes him or herself (for some reason, this happens mostly around women) as 'us'.
Wrapping someone up in the proverbial blanket of comfort, taking care of them, hiding them away from the world - okay, in theory it might sound comfortable for a while, but let's face it, we all have lives of our own to go on with.
Merging two lives does not mean you give up on individuality. You owe it to yourself and everybody around you to keep nurturing an individualistic trait, where you have your own friends, your own hobbies, your own duties. Because being together 24/7 is tiring in the long run.
Heck, try being together for 24 consecutive hours and see if bloodshed wont be the inevitable result!
(she said, realizing she might be the only person in this world that is that difficult to live with)
Actually, I've never had complaints about being too clingy - it's the other way around, while in a relationship, I seemingly spend far too little time with my significant other. Or so I've been told.
Could it be that I've just been taught to take care of myself as a grownup and manage my own wishes and needs and wants and not constantly lean upon others to fix my life, wrap me into that already mentioned proverbial blanket and hide me away from the world that sometimes rejects me, and rejects me harsh?
Or maybe love is just that - individual - and nobody is a hand to glove to someone else. We adapt, but should never give ourselves up.
A man marries a woman, hoping she'll never change, but she does.
A woman married a man, hoping he will change, but he never does.
How about this - the person you fell in love with, with all the quirks, the neuroses, the borderline psychosis, the looks, the temper, the works. You fell in love with that person. If s/he changes, is it the same person? Or are you just meant to be with someone else?
Another issue - the One and Only? Crap!
If I have to look for one single person that I'm suited for in every aspect (and the prospect of that relationship bores the hell out of me right off the bat), I might as well curl up and die. Many people in this world, about half of them men - so many men, so little time!
Besides, how should I deduct the One and Only - by trial and error? Eh... drag me naked through the rosebushes and slap a sticker on me right now - slut, anyone?
Love is unexplainable. Love is unpredictable. Love is hugging someone one minute just to shout and throw stuff in the next. Love is respect and friendship, but not only - love is when you feel your heart thumping like a horny rabbit in your chest for no apparent reason more then a smile, a smell, the sound of that familiar voice you can't get enough of...
Love is giving each other space. At least it is for me. I'm not a hugable person.
...but today I really, really need a hug...
*sigh*
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