Oh god this part made me so happy  :)  

brichibiwritesthings:

In my upcoming book, “Double Hue,” Gable Peterson has to tell his parents about his boyfriend, Avery Blair.  Avery’s parents didn’t take the news so great, so they’re not too thrilled about telling Gable’s parents.  Fortunately, they seem to take it well!  Now… they just need to adjust to the idea  ^^;;;

To all the parents who are supportive of your children, thank you so much, it means the world to us.  And for those kids out there who think your parents won’t get it… sometimes, they just need some time.  Sometimes, they really are trying.  Yes, being gay should be accepted, but we live in a society where it’s not seen as “the norm.”  So your parents may need some time  :)

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Updating the writing blog with things, and stuff!  Exciting!  Check it out!  That’s… the extent of my brain power right now.

I’ll be back to my normal spazzy geeky self soonish I promise but my mom just posted this picture on her Facebook and oh god it’s my big brother ;__;  Goddamnit mom why would you do this to me I dislike you very much right now  :(  actually I don’t I love my mom just was not expecting to scroll past this >.<

Randomly, I’m wondering if I could’ve convinced him to cosplay… I mean he was kinda a dork.  He thought he was a vampire before it was cool, and even before it was overdone.  He played video games with me and watched cartoons with me, so maybe he would’ve fallen into the anime thing too.  I wonder what he would’ve thought of me cosplaying, I KNOW he’d be thrilled about the writing and art, so he probably would’ve been cool with it  :)

Ugh today is my big brother’s birthday and normally I want to write something deep and meaningful and “I know you’re watching from above” and stuff but for the first time in years I’m not feelin’ it at all.  I’m really in this “it’s not fair that this happened” mood and it’s really strange because I haven’t felt like that in a long time.

I will say Happy Birthday, at least.  You would’ve been 43 this year.  You would’ve seen me turn 30 and been here to see my first of many books. You probably know all of these things happened, somehow, and I’d go into more details about how lovely that is but, honestly, I’m hate that you’re not here right now.  But, wherever you are, happy birthday.  I love you.

This next part isn’t posted on Facebook, because I don’t want her to see it and she doesn’t have my tumblr.  I think I get where this is all coming from.  I mean yeah, I’m currently unemployed because the job I was supposed to start last month got cancelled.  My mom actually covered my bills for July and my unemployment went through for August, so we’re doing pretty good.  I’m still looking for a job, of course, but with conventions and the book and royalty checks coming that’s also a good sign.  But anyhow, I digress.  

My brother’s birthday is next week, so I know she’s feeling extra motherly.  On top of the fact that I just turned 30, he wasn’t here for that.  He also wasn’t here for my book coming out, and just… I think it’s this quiet thing between me and her, how we don’t have to say, “I miss him,” or, “I wish he was here,” and even the normal, “He’s always here just blah blah blah,” we just… know it’s going through our minds.  She flat out told me that she’d move to Minnesota if it weren’t for my uncle (they live together)  Not like, right next door or anything, but at least in the same state.  We don’t see each other often, but I’ve seen her a lot this year (at least for us, so far she’s been down here twice).  I have this feeling she wants to be here for all of the things we’re doing (conventions, books, cosplay) and be a part of it, somehow.  It’s that time of year when my brother is on our mind, so suddenly she’s been down to see me twice, really spoiled me rotten on my birthday, and now this package.  I’m the only child she has now, and I can’t imagine what it feels like for her to watch me take these creative steps in my life without my brother being there to see it, too.  

They had a bond that I know I wouldn’t understand.  It’s not bad or anything.  She had him when she was 16 and his dad wasn’t there, so the two of them sort of grew up together, you know?  She had help with him, but I feel like they had this connection because she was a young, single mom who made sacrifices for him.  He grew up into a fine young man, and took good care of the people he loved, and I know it’s because of her.  So yeah, I think it may be hitting a bit hard, and she likes hearing me call and being like, “HOMG MOM NO WAY YOU BOUGHT ME THE THINGS!”

Good morning, followers.  Happy Friday.  Here’s some pictures of my cat family  :)  On the top is the lovely Ms. Puppet, who has become my crafting and writing buddy who sleeps on the couch while I work.  Below are our two kittens, Carter and Clayton, who like to fight to the death with one another.  Puppet has taken to them pretty well.  She grooms them, and they always purr happily when they’re around her.  

I can’t seem to catch a good picture of the three of them together, because they always move away from each other when I see them, like they don’t want me to know that they love each other.  I’m serious!  I’ll look in on them when they’re in the room together and Puppet will be sleeping, and the kittens will be sleeping by her or in her tail or something, but as soon as I go to grab a camera they move away like, “Huh what no nothing to see here.”

Anyhow, this is the cat family  :)

brichibiwritesthings:

Why couldn’t he be like those cartoon heroes

That they’d watch together on Saturday mornings

Who hid that impenetrable S behind a suit jacket

Or keep nifty gadgets in a bright, yellow belt

Why couldn’t he a hero from Japan

That could create a blaze of blue fire between his fingertips

Who shouted out outrageous commands ka me…

Before he released the destruction from the palms of his hands

Why couldn’t he be a ranger of justice

Who transformed with a morpher and coin

Who knew all sorts of martial arts

And called on prehistoric robots that created something mega

Why couldn’t he be like the 8-bit heroes

Who could touch a flower and burn things to a crisp

Who could grab a leaf and fly high into the sky

Who could jump on a turtle use its shell as a weapon

Instead

He’s breathing out his last life

Wondering why

He couldn’t be any of those heroes

Who would never leave her behind

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Notes:  Urm… yeah, I’ve been thinking about my big brother lately and this is what came out of that.  I’ve written something like this before quite some time ago, but from my point of view, not his.  So… here?

I’m not sure why its angst day at the writing blog, but apparently it is.  You’re all invited?

vampmissedith:

twoblokesandafuckloadofcutlery:

sch00lgirlq:

yassanova:

athousandwords-forlove:

infinity-on-highh:

“How come he don’t want me, man?”

From what I’ve heard, Will Smith’s father actually left him. This wasn’t entirely scripted. Will went off on his own rant, and the hug at the end was genuine.

His character was just supposed to shrug off his dad leaving again and he starts to but then Will goes off script. That whole speech is coming entirely from him. The hug at the end is also genuine, actor to actor not character to character.

forever reblog.

reblog every fucking time

One of the few genuine moments of television history, and one of the few moments that really get to me.

Forever reblog

One of the most believable and brilliant pieces of television ever

I honestly needed to read this.

Oh god I remember this episode, just… it was one of those episodes that would start when I watched the reruns and my heart would kinda stop with that dreadful feeling of, “Oh shit it’s that episode again, time to get ready,” because it was so emotional.  There was no music, no sound, just him giving this speech, and the only sound after that was him crying and the impact of Uncle Phil hugging him, and just… 

captainscarlett:

emilysachs:

Actual Perfect Family.

seriously how do you look at this and go “gay couples are ruining the foundation of a good family!”

just

how

Reblogging for perfect family and very true above comment.

Gives me way too many feels  ;__;