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Writer's Block: Play Catch
Mar. 3rd, 2012 09:33 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
Open the cupboards and take out the containers with pet food!
Open the cupboards and take out the containers with pet food!
Writer's Block: 9/11
Sep. 11th, 2011 07:43 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
At my first essay seminar at college. I was writing my bachelor essay that semester and I was worried. I didn't learn about it until I got home three hours later. My girlfriend at the time,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
elenhinstar, opened the door when I rang the bell (must have forgotten the keys) and said the following words:
"Du vet World trade center, va? Det finns inte längre. Två kapade flygplan har flugit in i bägge tornen. De tror att det är talibanerna."
"You know the World Trade Center, right? It no longer exists. Two high-jacked air planes have flown into both towers. They think it's the taliban."
I walked inside the living room, saw the TV with the smoke cloud. She said "That's what Manhattan looks like now." I don't remember if I reached for a cigarette or the phone first. I started calling my brothers and my parents; got a hold of my sister-in-law and were told my brothers would call back later. My father sounded completely dismissive. He said "Oh, that thing in the US. Mom and I am going to take our nap now.
I went and bought some light food - fruit cream and milk - that we would eat for dinner. I figured we have to eat something that requires no cooking but still is nutrituous.
The whole night was spent watching TV and talking to family members on the phone. Dad called and said he and mom hadn't understood the scope of what had happened; they had thought it was an accident with a small plane.
I remember turning on the radio late at night, but all they talked about was this. Going to sleep that night - somewhere after midnight - was very strange. I remember saying - I kid you not - that I wished George Clooney (!) would make a public appearance and offer his insight.
I didn't have a job and I didn't have another class that whole week, andelenhinstar was unemployed, so we slipped into our own 9/11-bubble where we just watched TV and browsed the Internet. I remember mailing silversolitaire and asking if she was okay but didn't get a response until a couple of days later. All in all, a very strange week.
At my first essay seminar at college. I was writing my bachelor essay that semester and I was worried. I didn't learn about it until I got home three hours later. My girlfriend at the time,
elenhinstar, opened the door when I rang the bell (must have forgotten the keys) and said the following words:"Du vet World trade center, va? Det finns inte längre. Två kapade flygplan har flugit in i bägge tornen. De tror att det är talibanerna."
"You know the World Trade Center, right? It no longer exists. Two high-jacked air planes have flown into both towers. They think it's the taliban."
I walked inside the living room, saw the TV with the smoke cloud. She said "That's what Manhattan looks like now." I don't remember if I reached for a cigarette or the phone first. I started calling my brothers and my parents; got a hold of my sister-in-law and were told my brothers would call back later. My father sounded completely dismissive. He said "Oh, that thing in the US. Mom and I am going to take our nap now.
I went and bought some light food - fruit cream and milk - that we would eat for dinner. I figured we have to eat something that requires no cooking but still is nutrituous.
The whole night was spent watching TV and talking to family members on the phone. Dad called and said he and mom hadn't understood the scope of what had happened; they had thought it was an accident with a small plane.
I remember turning on the radio late at night, but all they talked about was this. Going to sleep that night - somewhere after midnight - was very strange. I remember saying - I kid you not - that I wished George Clooney (!) would make a public appearance and offer his insight.
I didn't have a job and I didn't have another class that whole week, and
elenhinstar was unemployed, so we slipped into our own 9/11-bubble where we just watched TV and browsed the Internet. I remember mailing silversolitaire and asking if she was okay but didn't get a response until a couple of days later. All in all, a very strange week.
Writer's Block: Subtitles please
Jul. 14th, 2011 11:37 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
Woah, talk about US-centric!
I don't have a film in mind, but I have a really awesome non-US television series that I wish would get remade in America.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0443714
I love the premise - the aftermath of a devestating terrorist attack - and I think it's extremely well written with a great cast of characters. I mostly want it to get remade to see how good it could be with a big budget - and to see if fandom would embrace it! I think it would be a wonderful series to write fanfiction about.
Opening scene here:
Woah, talk about US-centric!
I don't have a film in mind, but I have a really awesome non-US television series that I wish would get remade in America.
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0443714
I love the premise - the aftermath of a devestating terrorist attack - and I think it's extremely well written with a great cast of characters. I mostly want it to get remade to see how good it could be with a big budget - and to see if fandom would embrace it! I think it would be a wonderful series to write fanfiction about.
Opening scene here:
Writer's Block: Family planning
Oct. 23rd, 2010 10:28 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
Cool question. My first pick is one that's unfortunately not allowed in Sweden: embryo adoption.
I really like the idea of using my body to bring an already created life into this world that would otherwise be destroyed. I think it's a very heroic thing to do, and one of the awesome things about having a uterus. Call it my "Virgin Mary" complex.
It's definitely something I would consider even if I was single or in a same-sex relationship, since you're not creating a new life that won't have a mother and a father, you're preserving an existing one.
My second pick would be adoption, if it wasn't so expensive and difficult to be approved. One of my nieces is adopted and I love her to bits. I don't need to have a genetic or epigenetic relationship with a child for it to be mine. I also think adoption is great for kids who would otherwise have no parents. Unfortunately, it is way too difficult to adopt, and domestic adoption is incredibly rare in Sweden. The social services prefer to keep a kid in foster care, even if the biological parents want to adopt them out.
My third pick would be IVF, if I could limit the amount of embryos created. Other than that I have no moral problems with "creating life artificially" or anything like that. Anything that can create a person is great IMO.
The one thing I wouldn't do is surrogacy. The idea of hiring a woman to bear my child is very strange to me. It's a bit too close to prostitution to make me comfortable. How can you be sure she doesn't feel violated in some way?
Oh, and I wouldn't accept a donated egg or sperm either. I've always felt it morally shady to deliberately create a child that will not have access to both genetic parents. Life is messy though, and often things will end up like that anyway.
Cool question. My first pick is one that's unfortunately not allowed in Sweden: embryo adoption.
I really like the idea of using my body to bring an already created life into this world that would otherwise be destroyed. I think it's a very heroic thing to do, and one of the awesome things about having a uterus. Call it my "Virgin Mary" complex.
It's definitely something I would consider even if I was single or in a same-sex relationship, since you're not creating a new life that won't have a mother and a father, you're preserving an existing one.
My second pick would be adoption, if it wasn't so expensive and difficult to be approved. One of my nieces is adopted and I love her to bits. I don't need to have a genetic or epigenetic relationship with a child for it to be mine. I also think adoption is great for kids who would otherwise have no parents. Unfortunately, it is way too difficult to adopt, and domestic adoption is incredibly rare in Sweden. The social services prefer to keep a kid in foster care, even if the biological parents want to adopt them out.
My third pick would be IVF, if I could limit the amount of embryos created. Other than that I have no moral problems with "creating life artificially" or anything like that. Anything that can create a person is great IMO.
The one thing I wouldn't do is surrogacy. The idea of hiring a woman to bear my child is very strange to me. It's a bit too close to prostitution to make me comfortable. How can you be sure she doesn't feel violated in some way?
Oh, and I wouldn't accept a donated egg or sperm either. I've always felt it morally shady to deliberately create a child that will not have access to both genetic parents. Life is messy though, and often things will end up like that anyway.
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Okay, in all honesty:
This morning someone posted a clip from Talladega Nights at Fail Fandom Anon which reminded me of Oliver Stone's World Trade Center film. I searched for the trailer on YouTube and ended up watching Discovery Channel's two hour documentary "Inside The Twin Towers" about the evacuation.
But I didn't make the connection to today's date until I saw this Writer's Block question five minutes ago. XD
The day doesn't really mean anything to me anymore, other than as a mark of the passage of time. There are adults now who were still children when this happened, and that freaks me out. A lot of the people I talk with online are in their early twenties and don't have "adult memories" of the event, which I do.
I had just started my fifth semester of college and was at a start-up thesis seminar while it was happening. I remember phone calls with all family members, eating fruit cream that required no cooking, watching CNN around the clock and listening to countless hours of radio.
Okay, in all honesty:
This morning someone posted a clip from Talladega Nights at Fail Fandom Anon which reminded me of Oliver Stone's World Trade Center film. I searched for the trailer on YouTube and ended up watching Discovery Channel's two hour documentary "Inside The Twin Towers" about the evacuation.
But I didn't make the connection to today's date until I saw this Writer's Block question five minutes ago. XD
The day doesn't really mean anything to me anymore, other than as a mark of the passage of time. There are adults now who were still children when this happened, and that freaks me out. A lot of the people I talk with online are in their early twenties and don't have "adult memories" of the event, which I do.
I had just started my fifth semester of college and was at a start-up thesis seminar while it was happening. I remember phone calls with all family members, eating fruit cream that required no cooking, watching CNN around the clock and listening to countless hours of radio.
Writer's Block: Mind reader
May. 14th, 2010 11:18 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
Abortion, breakfast, BriWi. O.o
Abortion, breakfast, BriWi. O.o
Writer's Block: Sheldon and Penny 4ever!
May. 12th, 2010 08:09 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
OH MY GOD.
I have to answer this question. XD
I've read fanfiction since 1996 (when I was sixteen) and have written on and off since 2002.
I read fanfiction about 10 hours per week (sometimes more.)
So it's safe to say it's a staple in my life and culture.
I love it because I want more, more, MORE of my favorite characters, and to see other alternate plots and scenarios. Also, I have met many of my friends through fanfiction.
OH MY GOD.
I have to answer this question. XD
I've read fanfiction since 1996 (when I was sixteen) and have written on and off since 2002.
I read fanfiction about 10 hours per week (sometimes more.)
So it's safe to say it's a staple in my life and culture.
I love it because I want more, more, MORE of my favorite characters, and to see other alternate plots and scenarios. Also, I have met many of my friends through fanfiction.
Writer's Block: Name your talent
Nov. 15th, 2009 10:51 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
Play the guitar!
Play the guitar!
Writer's Block: Kindness of Strangers
Aug. 25th, 2009 08:51 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
I signed up for the national bone marrow registry a few weeks ago. I got to fill out forms and send in a test tube of blood.
Kidney? Sure, if it wasn't too much of a health risk for me and I could get my expenses covered for loss of income etc.
I signed up for the national bone marrow registry a few weeks ago. I got to fill out forms and send in a test tube of blood.
Kidney? Sure, if it wasn't too much of a health risk for me and I could get my expenses covered for loss of income etc.
Writer's Block: Memo to Myself
Aug. 10th, 2009 10:16 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
Appreciate your parents, and enjoy your childhood. You don't know how lucky you are. Also, stop worrying! Everything will turn out all right.
Appreciate your parents, and enjoy your childhood. You don't know how lucky you are. Also, stop worrying! Everything will turn out all right.
Writer's Block: I May Be Crazy
Aug. 7th, 2009 12:14 am[Error: unknown template qotd]
A daddy rat and a mommy rat kissing and holding their baby.
A daddy rat and a mommy rat kissing and holding their baby.
Writer's Block: Volunteering
Oct. 24th, 2008 10:57 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
Okay, interesting question.
I'm at heart a very selfish person, and the complexities of foreign politics bore me, so I'll never be one of those people devoting their lives to a cause. I prefer to remain blissfully ignorant and focus on my own daily life.
What I am happy to do though is to give in ways that doesn't require any sacrifice on my part.
I donate blood.
I'm a paying member of Amnesty International (and a secretary of the local Amnesty club, although that's mostly a social club these days) and write the occasional letter.
I donate money every month to the Church of Sweden's water project in Africa. They build toilets (!) and plumbing for people, in order to give them clean drinking water and better hygiene.
A couple of times a year, usually when I start thinking about health care and dying babies, I give money to Doctors Without Borders.
Donating money is quick and easy, and I earn enough now to be able to. In a way, I wonder if this isn't a selfish behavior; you get to do something good without really sacrificing anything. After all, there is a limit to what money can do.
What I hope though, is that someone else, who may not have any money to give, have time and motivation to contribute instead. That way, it all works out.
Okay, interesting question.
I'm at heart a very selfish person, and the complexities of foreign politics bore me, so I'll never be one of those people devoting their lives to a cause. I prefer to remain blissfully ignorant and focus on my own daily life.
What I am happy to do though is to give in ways that doesn't require any sacrifice on my part.
I donate blood.
I'm a paying member of Amnesty International (and a secretary of the local Amnesty club, although that's mostly a social club these days) and write the occasional letter.
I donate money every month to the Church of Sweden's water project in Africa. They build toilets (!) and plumbing for people, in order to give them clean drinking water and better hygiene.
A couple of times a year, usually when I start thinking about health care and dying babies, I give money to Doctors Without Borders.
Donating money is quick and easy, and I earn enough now to be able to. In a way, I wonder if this isn't a selfish behavior; you get to do something good without really sacrificing anything. After all, there is a limit to what money can do.
What I hope though, is that someone else, who may not have any money to give, have time and motivation to contribute instead. That way, it all works out.
Writer's Block: Family Matters
Apr. 6th, 2008 06:34 pm[Error: unknown template qotd]
I used to be the frail incapable youngest daughter who wasn't trusted to take care of herself and needed constant monitoring. Somehow in the last five years I have however been transformed into the child who can do no wrong and should serve as example to everyone else. I don't know what I did but I like it!
I used to be the frail incapable youngest daughter who wasn't trusted to take care of herself and needed constant monitoring. Somehow in the last five years I have however been transformed into the child who can do no wrong and should serve as example to everyone else. I don't know what I did but I like it!
