I've been checking out what's coming up on Undead in the Netherworld. With Writing Sisters Tempest LeTrope and Rose LeMort creating most of the posts, the talent is there in spades, but things are pretty heavy handed. I thought I'd better bring a dose of fun to the mix so you don't use your entire box of Kleenex crying!
Thank you sooooo much to Writing Sister Aurora Hylton for doing all the reposts on the Singing and Sabotage series.
Wanda
"What the hell? You still awake, Adam?"
Yes, I am! I have a long weekend!
So here I am, sharing a Celtic Woman playlist with you at 1:30 in the morning.
If you're reading this on the Undead in the Netherworld blog, you can choose Celtic Woman, or the great Creedence Clearwater Revival videos shared by the one and only Tempest LeTrope, Writing Sister Supreme, to accompany your reading of the intense story line we have going.
If you're seeing this on KHEL 666, you're probably just here to enjoy the music. So, what are you waiting for? Enjoy!
Here are some songs that I'm listening to while giving Rose's manuscript a going-over. You may find that they also go nicely with some of the forthcoming posts on the Undead in the Netherworld blog. Yeah, I cheated and read ahead! That's a dirty little admin privilege. ;-)
You will find that the admins of the KHEL 666 and Undead in the Netherworld blogs are an eclectic lot. We're like Colorado weather. If you don't like one post, just wait a few minutes, and one you like will surely come along!
I have Rose, Cie, and Lily's permission to speak about this issue, so I am not breaking a confidence. I am also keeping things fairly superficial while expressing my feelings on the matter.
Rose is a fine writer. Lily is also a fine writer. Neither of them are very conventional in their approach.
Lily stopped writing because of personal attacks after she released her book, Eternal Death, Lost Beneath the Surface.
Rose revised the manuscript, but she found the process of writing a book for publication absolutely onerous. She also came under attack by some of the same individuals. She has said that she will not write another book.
I think it is a very sad and discouraging thing that this world often causes people to give up large parts of what makes them who they are. People believe that if they don't conform to a certain standard of beauty--both physically and personality-wise--that they should hide away. They come to believe this because if they do not conform to such standards, they tend to undergo bullying.
Counter to what many think, bullying does not end with school. It continues every day in magazines which tell girls and women that if they aren't less than a size 6, they are fat and ugly. To a lesser degree, young men get the idea that if they don't have washboard abs, no one will ever want them. As a counselor, I often work with people dealing with the backlash from these unhealthy messages. Eating disorders are a very common problem.
Fat and ugly are not the same thing, by the way. Yes, there are larger people who are attractive. I've never thought of myself as particularly attractive, but my fiance, a fellow who stands five foot nine and weighs 145 pounds, finds my six foot two, 325 pound red-haired self attractive, love handles and all. Who am I to argue with him?
On the personality end, people are told that if they don't conform to the 2.5 kids, white picket fence, heterosexual family unit where Mom and Dad work nine to five at an office, there is something wrong with them. And woe betide anyone who may be living with a mental illness. Anyone with a mental illness is made to feel so fatally flawed as to believe that they are not allowed to find happiness.
Sensitive people in this society are targeted for bullying. This is what happened to both Rose and Lily, both of whom are highly sensitive women with a history of mental illness. When they tried to break out and express themselves, they were shot down.
Cie Cheesemeister is much the same. She edits the posts that others create and she creates some of the graphics. Once a very prolific blogger, she rarely interacts any more.
Admissibly, I'm only a sometime participant in this little venture, but I hope that in some small way my support will help my more talented friends realize that their voices are worth sharing.
Just had to get that off my chest.
Never take away a person's hope. It may be all they have to live for.
Peace,
Adam
Dearest Writing Sisters:
Let the Mister show you how it's done!
My Writing Sisters have all been unable to write an old style "damsel in distress" story with an alpha male hero. Today's women (at least the ones I hang around with) tend to be into the ordinary guy.
So I have to show them how a man does it! ;-)
Tom's of Finland, here I come for inspiration!
Hi there, fellow geeks and geekettes! My Posterous blog has just launched, and now I'm part of the Writing Sisters in Space! I'm also part of the KHEL 666 team, the greatest online "radio" blog and page.
I seem to be coming out of a period of bipolar mania where I really could not accomplish anything of worth because my mind was all over the place. People who don't have bipolar think that mania would be fun. Nothing is further from the truth. Mania sucks just as much as depression in its own peculiar way. Either one can make it very hard to be productive.
My plans for the day involve a brief morning hike, and then maybe, at last, some writing that doesn't sound like complete gobbledygook.
To infinity and beyond!
Hi friends. I decided to follow in the footsteps of my writing sisters and make one of these spaces so I don't fall behind the times. So, here I am.
As many of you know, my brother Adam Everhard's and my father died on the night of July 8. He had a serious heart attack two days before my birthday. His heart was badly damaged. Because of his age (and the fact that he isn't Dick Cheney and can't pull those kinds of strings) he was not a candidate for a transplant, which is really the only thing that could have saved him. So he went into congestive heart failure, and he died.
Dad's body was cremated and we will have a memorial service tomorrow evening. It will probably be a lot more sentimental than he would have liked. Dad was very pragmatic. I'm not sure how he ended up with a couple of wet blankets like Adam and me. Our eldest sister is a lot more like he was. Mom isn't a particularly sentimental person either.
I just know I'm not going to sleep well tonight. I'm glad that I have a husband who understands my weirdness and doesn't tell me how I should be.
You have not ceased to exist, Dad, you have just flown beyond the horizon where we can't see you any more in this life. But we will see you again.
We love you.
My wonderful Mister Sister Adam Everhard turned me on to this cute film.
Adam, I am so sorry about your dad. My sincere condolences to you and your family.
To my writing sister Aurora Hylton and Mister Writing Sister Adam Everhard, I'm so sorry to hear about your father's passing. Much love to you both.
I have been randy as hell since this afternoon when my esteemed Writing Sis Cie Cheesemeister inspired me to watch a certain old sci fi movie with a high Hot Dude quotient. And this video did absolutely nothing to alter that state of mind. Maybe I just need to take a freaking cold shower.
The dudes of this world have missed out by messing with my heart and mind so much that I won't go there any more.
Porn really doesn't do a damn thing for me. I can get a lot more turned on by watching a guy who has all his clothes on if there's something about his personality and attitude that appeals.
My super awesome writing sister, the one and only, the incomparable Cie Cheesemeister, has been working on a super cool top secret project that she's let me see while it's in process! Whoo Hoo!
The Cheese is a total sci fi geek.
I hadn't seen the movie Aliens in years.
Then she created some crazy posts involving the characters from that movie.
If you want to see them, ask. I'm not giving the URL to just anybody. The Cheese is kind of a sensitive soul, though she seems like a thick skinned curmudgeon until you get to know her. She's been a bit vulnerable for a while now, and I'm not going to play any part in having her get hurt.
Still, The Cheese is an evil, evil woman who drew me down into the vortex of damn silliness and made me act like this:
I'd forgotten how totally smoking hot this guy is:
He's still got it goin' on too.
Anyway, so then this happened:
It's all your fault, Cie Cheesemeister! If I hadn't watched that movie, my pants would still be with me!
All kidding and foolishness aside, The Cheese's new project is totally awesome and she's working up to being one hell of a photoshop maestro!
Keep it up, Sis!
Illy
Greetings, KHEL 666 Krazies! I really loved the Smooth Jazz theme that my writing sis, H.P. LIebekraft was rolling with the other night, and I wanna get that going on again. You can follow along on our blog or on our Facebook page, should you care to.
I have been crazy creative lately, but it's hard to focus. I wish I could turn up the creativity without turning up the restlessness. It's been hard to sleep.
So many things have happened in the world of my Writing Sisters since I've been gone! We lost the ability to use the Ping service for our exciting KHEL 666 Radio Station Blog. It seemed like KHEL 666 might be no more except on Facebook, and that would have sucked. But then my brilliant Writing Sis, H.P. Liebekraft, saved the day by finding this service. Helena rocks so much--and she likes jazz too!
I know I'm a little late to the party, Helena, but I want to say thank you too. This looks like it will be a fun way to blog. Blogger is actually kind of a pain in the ass if it isn't being used for a specialized blog. At least I think so!
Speaking of Blogger, we've all been pitching in to help our Writing Sis Cie Cheesemeister work on a really cool epic full of madcap fanfic fun. I so wish I could give you the URL, but Cie has been a little vulnerable lately, and we want her to feel free to express herself. I'm just thrilled to be part of it! She loves each of her characters as if they were a real friend. I know some of you might see this and think "what a loser," but when you've had a hard life, sometimes it's kind of hard to relate to the real world. So don't judge.
Dearest writing sisters, I'm glad I was able to discover a solution that worked so well when Ping let us down. Thank you so much for all your kind words! I really did just get lucky--I'm sure one of you would have discovered Posterous if I hadn't!
Love you all,
Helena
Great alt-folk choices for the KHEL 666 crew last night, Morella! Tonight I think I'll play a little more undescribable goodness. Follow along, either on our KHEL 666 blog or on our Facebook page, if you care to.
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Dahlings, my nightmare was nowhere near this interesting, but I was bloody glad to be woken from it. I dreamed that I was working my job at the Gerri Atrik Retirement Community. I was on the ground floor putting up notices, when one of my least favorite residents, who lives on the third floor, called. I said I would be right there.
That was a lie on a grand scale. I became so lost that I ended up out on the street in an entirely different building in an entirely different city! I was terrified that I was going to lose my job. This experience is hardly what I call restful. I believe that Dr. Zigmund Fraud would refer to it as "brain sweats."
I think that I really need some time off. Not that I can afford it, but that's what I believe is needed.
<3 Tempest
This image was shared by the Australian Paranormal Society
As Suicide said when Trash was grinding against his leg in the cemetery across the way from the crematorium:
"C'mon, willya? Have some fuckin' respect for the Dead!"
My writing sis Lily Strange certainly encountered one whole fuckton of no respect for the Dead when she published her ill-fated novel, Eternal Death: Lost Beneath the Surface, which is currently being revised by my other writing sis, Rose LeMort.
I'm sure that the Dead are not interested in other people's pervy sex fantasies.
Having sex with corpses is straight up nasty.
Attempting to have sex with ghosts is a really bad idea. You could end up with a demon in your bed instead.
I'm extremely interested in what goes on in the Afterlife. I think it's best to be polite to the people I might meet when I get there!
Hello, and let me briefly explain my reason for creating another blog.
I'm part of a group of friends who manages an online radio blog called KHEL 666. We were using the ping.fm service to send our posts to our Blogger blog and our Facebook page. But Ping ceased to support blogger.
It sucked, because it seemed that we would have to close down the blog.
But then H.P. Liebekraft found Posterous.
My other writing sisters are crowing about how wonderful it is.
Hopefully I'll enjoy it as much as they do. They seem to think it's the greatest thing since sliced bread and Stephen King.
Those who know some of my writing sisters may have already heard this story. The KHEL 666 gang has made a mass exodus to Posterous, because ping.fm, which we used for years, no longer supports Blogger. We like our KHEL 666 blog, and weren't about to give it up! It would have been too much of a pain to post our shares to Ping, AND to Facebook, AND to Blogger. We needed a solution.
Fortunately, the brilliant H.P. Liebekraft discovered Posterous! And now, here we are!
I'll no longer be updating the Blooming Psycho's Funhouse blog on Blogger, in case anyone actually read that.
We'll see how this goes, but so far it looks pretty cool!
