Most Influential Blogger Award

most-influential-blogger-e1364230844577Thank you Shaun at Praying for One Day for nominating me for the Most Influential Blogger Award. You’re such a sweetheart. I don’t know if I’m much of an influence since I started writing fiction, but thank you again. You’re a doll.

THE RULES:

1-Display the award logo on your blog.

2-Link back to the person who nominated you.

3-Answer 7 questions.

4-Nominate ( no limit of nominations ) other bloggers for this award and link back to them.

5-Notify those bloggers of the award requirements.

The 7 Questions (Can you all please answer the same questions) Thanks 

THE 7 QUESTIONS:

1-If you could create your planet what would it look like? – It’d be a beach, honey. With no war. Peaceful. Lots of books. Endless supplies of paper, pencils, pens, and story ideas.

2-If you could visit one nation you have never visited before, what nation would that be?- The UK. I feel a strong pull to London. I don’t know if it’s because I’m totally in love with Robert Pattinson or not. Maybe it’s because I love a good British accent, and a strong cup of tea.

3-Have you ever taken a long distance train trip? – I think so. I traveled from Windsor to Toronto to see The Phantom of the Opera at the Pantages Theater. One of my most memorable trips ever.

4-What is something you would collectively change about humanity? – Thieves and liars. Basically the entire Republican Party. Politics suck!

5-What is your favorite song? Of all time, Bridge Over Troubled Water by Simon and Garfunkel. Right now, I Will Wait for You by Mumford and Sons. Anything by Florence + The Machine.

6-If you could meet one person who is still alive who would you choose to meet? – Florence Welch from Florence + The Machine. She has been my muse on more than one occasion.

7-If you could choose one symbol to represent you, what would that symbol be and why? –  Marilyn, of course, because her heart beats in my chest. She and I would have been quite a force to be reckoned with. (She was more than a sex symbol. More than an icon. She was so human. So real, she couldn’t live with herself. All she wanted was love and adoration.)

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I now nominate some bloggers, the limit can be 1 or 100, your choice.

1. As Long As I’m Singing (He is the best brother a girl like me could ever wish for)

2. Expressions of My Life-An Evolution in Art (My dear B is such a good man, and marvelous artist)

3. Gorgeous Company (What can I say about Geoffrey, but WOW!)

4. The Change Your Life Blog (Stu is the man. And he’s British too.)

5. Cat Forsley (Pretty Kitty Cat. My punkin)

6. Morbid Insanity (One word. Stupendous!)

7. The Other Side of Ugly (Sweet Sherri, sigh….)

8. Alice Thierry/Je vis ma vie (We must have SOME erotica. AT is one of the best)

9. The Reclining Gentleman (What can I say, I love this guy. AND he let me write with him. Once.)

Love you my friends. So very much….

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I’m such a whore!!!! (For music that is…)

Music is the wine that fills the cup of silence….

I’m not sure why but I have always loved music. Doesn’t matter really what kind it is. If it has a message or good lyrics that speak to me, I’ll listen to it. I started singing when I was about five years old. My mom was a concert pianist so it was kind of a natural thing for me to pick up. The first song I ever learned was Bridge Over Troubled Water by Simon and Garfunkel. My mother played it beautifully and even at the age of five the lyrics moved me. Well as much as a five year old can be moved by such lyrics….

As I got older I felt my love for music grow stronger as did my voice. I sang everything, all the time. I got involved in every single choir I could while I was in school. I played lead roles in musicals, I acted, and I danced. Hell I was happy just to sing in the chorus of musicals. One of my favorites was Jesus Christ Superstar. Our Jesus wore a Superman t-shirt throughout the performance. As Jesus sang Gethsemane, I became overwhelmed and burst into tears. That musical gets to me still.

My voice isn’t what it used to be but I can still sing a bit of Pink or Stevie Nicks. And even Adele on a good day. Now Adele, whoa that woman’s music just gets to me. Do not be in a sad mood and listen to her. You’ll be a crying mess huddled in the corner, petting your dog and singing the lyrics. Can you tell I’ve been there, done that?

I’m kind of into Gotye and Kimbra right now. “Harry” is my music pusher, and I’m his. We search out new music and share it with each other. It feels good to know there’s someone out there as passionate as I am. He’s even made me love Pearl Jam. I wasn’t much of a fanbefiore, but I have to say Eddie Vedder could sing me the phone book now and I’d swoon. It’s not that he has the greatest voice in the world. But you can tell when he sings a song, he feels every word. I’ve gotten “Harry” to listen to Florence + the Machine. He is now hooked on them. Talk about outstanding talent! Florence Welch’s lyrics are profound. They speak to my soul.

I like that my kids have picked up my love of music. It was kind of cool when Meg told me she was going to be a music education major in college. Unbeknownst to her, my biological mother was a music education major finishing her graduate degree at MSU when she got pregnant with me. She gave me up for adoption just after she finished school and then started teaching. Maybe that’s why I’m so passionate about music. It keeps me close to my birth mother. I know nothing more about her. Just that she gave me a love for music, and then I passed it onto my kids. Roger Darling said to me a couple of days ago that he couldn’t imagine what our lives would be without it…..

Bridge Over Troubled Water now means everything to me. It’s the first song my mom and I sang together. It’s the first song that I loved. It’s the first song that I identified with. I like to think it’s how I love….. Just typing the words below gets to me…..

When you’re weary, when you’re out on the street, when evening falls so hard, I will comfort you….. I’ll take your part.

And if you need a friend, I’m sailing right behind, Like a bridge over troubled water, I will lay me down…..

Sigh…..