Thursday, June 09, 2016

Band Review: Purple Hearts


There is not a lot out there on Purple Hearts.

There are two songs on Spotify, two videos (for the same songs) on Youtube, and a Twitter account. It would probably be hard to build up the social media presence because there is at least one other band called Purple Hearts, and they have a Facebook presence. So, one possible step to progress would be changing the name.

It isn't always necessary to get bigger. This musician may prefer focusing on one song at a time, and sharing as new things come along. There are a lot of ways to keep creating music in your life. For my review, I can only focus on what is there.

I like the songs much better without the videos. There is some nice drama in the guitar accompaniment for "Love & War", and a good energy to the intro for "Over It". The videos feel like they really flatten that out.

Therefore, if you want to check out this Purple Hearts, start with Spotify.


Wednesday, June 08, 2016

A guide to your parent's Mohs procedure


Five years ago I wrote about my mother's knee surgery. It was not a record-breaker for page hits, but I was able to see that people were sharing it. I knew how helpful some of those things I learned would have been to know before, so I got that, and I hope it helped people.

There are a lot of differences with this latest medical procedure, not the least of which is that my peers are just as likely to be the patient for a Mohs procedure, whereas we are still mostly a little young for knee replacements. Also, there were many things about our case that were atypical. Still, I learned things, some of which could be helpful to others. Also, it's been on my brain.

It started with what seemed like a surprisingly tough ingrown hair in 2014. We had showed it to Mom's general practitioner, and she even got a referral to a dermatologist. We were advised that we could have it removed but they usually work themselves out, so we left it.

A few months ago, Mom started complaining about it more. It was on the back of her thigh, so sometimes it would bother her while sitting. We made an appointment to have it removed, figuring we had allowed enough time for it to work itself out, so we might as well. The dermatologist shaved it off and sent it to the lab for a biopsy, and it came back malignant.

Yes, we worried that we had waited too long, but this was the other thing: in the office, for the first time I saw that the initial spot had expanded. It had been perfectly round, and now there was a little bump extending out the lower right.

I suspect that change was connected to Mom's discomfort. I think the first lesson here is pay attention. Pain means something. Changes mean things. The meaning may not always be a big deal, but it can be worth asking.

The second lesson was how valuable MyChart is. At least, for The Portland Clinic it is MyChart. I think some providers use the same name, mine for Legacy is different, but look there.

We got some information on the phone, but MyChart was where I could see the scientific name - leiomyosarcoma - and look up more information. This was where I could see that the dermatologist had consulted with a dermatopathologist - which was comforting. Most comforting was the note saying that in 2011 they had determined that when this occurs in the skin it has never been shown to metastasize into cancer so the "sarcoma" suffix is not appropriate in that case. All of the medical staff has been good about answering questions, but it takes time to process things. MyChart was a big help.

Although it was not malignant in the sense of likely to metastasize, it was still fast-growing - a trait common to the condition whether it happens in skin or muscle. The call notifying us that it was malignant also set up an appointment to remove and test more. That biopsy also showed spreading. That was when the Mohs procedure was recommended.

Mohs surgery is a microscopically controlled surgery, aiming to protect the skin. It is primarily used with skin cancer, because that is so often on thin layers of skin, and so often on the face, that preserving as much of the tissue as possible is needed. This is accomplished not just by the precision of the cuts, but also by testing the area immediately so you can tell if you got it all. Sending it to a lab takes time, and then you may not be able to get back to the area it had spread into until the previous cut heals, allowing more time for spreading. If you look on the Wikipedia entry for Mohs surgery, leiomyosarcoma is the last of the surgical indications, but after two failed attempts at removal, it was a completely logical step.

Testing immediately still takes an hour, but the nice thing about that is that patients can return to the waiting room. We had two excisions - the first time did not get everything, but the second did - but then we had to wait for Mom to get her stitches, so we took her out to get some lunch.

They had indicated that would be a possibility, but I thought it was strange; they cut you and you go to lunch? Yes! They just bandaged her each time. Because of the waiting for testing, there are several patients at once.

Most of the patients had bandages on their faces. I mention this because bandaging the back of the thigh is more difficult. Every time Mom pulled her pants on or off, the bandages were loosened. The first time it stayed in her pants, and I was the one who found it. (I told her to wear a skirt.)

That was another thing that was different. Most patients probably were not taking people in with them, but with my mother's dementia, I tried to be with her as much as possible. For the shaving and the other excision our dermatologist did, I was with her the entire time. Here, they sent me away for actual cutting and stitching, but I was there for everything else. I suspect that was unusual because when I was holding that bandage and seeing that hole in my mother's thigh, the assistant suddenly asked if I was okay looking at it, and I didn't get the impression that it comes up that often. (I'm not squeamish.)

We had to remind Mom a lot, and reassure her a lot that everything would be okay. I totally believed that everything would go fine every time I said it, but it was still such a relief after the second excision when the tests showed they had gotten it all. The emotions may not be logical, but they are real.

And that is probably the starkest contrast to the first knee replacement. After hours of major surgery alone in a hospital where my family kept asking for updates but I hadn't gotten any, I just burst into tears. Here, I was relieved, but not nearly as worn down. And it was a long day - we were there six hours - but still completely different.

So I will totally say that Mohs surgery is easier than major surgery for patients and families, but that's not why you do it. You do it because it works.

Thank you Dr. Rohrback, Dr. Kao, Keleigh, and everyone who helped.

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Tuesday, June 07, 2016

Quick progress report


If you have been following along at home, you may remember that I have given myself some assignments that I had not started yet, like transcribing my mission journals.

In addition, I also added a section with some new things that I realized I needed to do. That included making a list of things that I need when I think of them so I would not forget to take care of myself, getting a massage, and getting back to learning how to play my bass.

Today involved doing some preparation for that. My journals were not where I thought they were, though there were some interesting things in that location too. Following the music books I have wasn't really working for me; I am strategizing on what will. (It could be different books. That would be okay.)

And, of course, I am job hunting. I completed a self-assessment which was not helpful at all, and my job coach assured me that I was on the right track and needed to be persistent. Thanks!

Mainly, there is a level of organization being achieved. I have various things I know I need to do, or feel I should do, or want to do, and keeping straight the most effective use of my time at any given moment can be tricky.

Nonetheless, progress was made today.

Monday, June 06, 2016

When I don't appreciate you commenting, this is why


Not long ago, one of my friends posted a picture of a present her husband gave her. There were several likes, and some positive comments, and one person saying how she would never want jewelry.

I believe it was because anniversary gifts should be something both of them could enjoy (assuming that he could not enjoy her wearing something pretty he had bought). Mainly I just remembered thinking it was a rotten thing to do: this thing that you were happy about is wrong!

I got into another political dust-up on Facebook last week. It wasn't a particularly bad one, but it led to me having some new insights overall.

I opened with the first story because we may not like everyone's status updates, but generally it is expected that Facebook comments will be positive. If there are times when something bothers us and we need to say it, we will generally do that in a private message or a phone call: "Something about that guy you're dating creeps me out." "You're not looking very well; are you okay?"

Unless it's politics.

One of the questions asked in the latest interaction was "Isn't it normal to expect some hate when you post politically?" There is something wrong with humanity if that is normal.

The one complaint that has been bothering me the most - and this was more from the previous interaction - was that by not letting people comment with their disagreement, I am stifling open discussion, as if I don't believe in free speech and everyone has to agree with me or else!

I have in the past viewed this as a flaw with me, like the problem is that because I don't enjoy disagreement, I am the spoilsport. I try to be sensitive to that. If anyone gives a data point, I will research; if I am not sure what they are saying, I will ask a question; and I don't mention not appreciating the comments until there have been multiple interactions and it's not letting up. It never stopped people from being indignant, but I was trying.

I can't say why it clicked differently for me last time, but it did. It is the negative comments that inhibit free speech.

One of the big stories this year has been the harassment leveled by Sanders supporters against women criticizing Sanders or even moderately praising Clinton. I have not been thinking about that as much in terms of Facebook as in terms of Twitter, blogging, and news sites, where it gets much worse. In that realm - depending on your level of exposure - you can get thousands of flaming comments and death threats, where being called a paid shill is one of the milder insults.

Because of this, a lot of women who support Clinton refrain from posting, and that helps contribute to this narrative that even the people voting for Clinton don't like her and they're not enthusiastic about her, but are just cynics upholding the status quo.

I'm not saying it is always deliberate. Let me go back to last month. The other person - not the one I was close to - after the main argument kept coming back, escalating past commenting on my posts to tagging me in anti-Clinton memes. It felt overly intense, and I asked if he was doing this to every Clinton supporter he was friends with, especially if he was doing it to any male friends. (From some other threads, there would have been some other people he could have targeted.) Instead of answering, he was very angry at the vile accusation of misogyny and eventually deleted me as a friend, telling me that I wasn't worth it (which I had been trying to tell him).

I had not meant it as an accusation; I really wanted to know. I don't think he is a misogynist, or even that he is consciously sexist. However, teachers who call on boys twice as much as girls say that they call on them equally, and men who interrupt women in meetings and credit their ideas to other men say they don't do it, but then there's video evidence.

There is enough prejudice built and reinforced into the structure that it is easier to fall into those patterns than not, unless you consciously resist it. That structure allows a fair amount of policing of minorities. It's not a coincidence that it is primarily women who are being punished for their posts.

I have known that, and that is why I have consciously continued to post. I keep doing it because I don't want to give into intimidation, I don't want that to be a winning strategy, and I do it because there are people who feel like they can't. I don't blame anyone for deciding it's not worth - I have been very open about not enjoying it - but I can take it.

Making that choice means that I may be targeted by anonymous internet trolls. I have a low profile, so that helps a lot, but it's a possibility and I accept that.

I don't accept that objecting to it on Facebook makes me a tyrant. These are people that I like, and am glad to see. These are people that I pray for when they ask for it, and also sometimes when they don't if I don't know another way to help. These are people I have shared school or jobs or church with. Maybe we didn't even know each other well then, but I am getting to know them better now, and there are a lot of really great ones.

I do not have to expect a little hate there.

I am still not going to un-friend anyone over this. (Honestly, if they really can't handle it, they tend to un-friend me.) I suspect I will still engage at least four times before protesting, though I might phrase the protest differently. But, yeah, I've figured out the freedom of speech issue, and I am not the problem here.

That being said, I do want to point out that if your movement is capitalizing on the marginalization of others to enforce its message, that is the opposite of revolutionary. I mean, that's what Trump does.

Friday, June 03, 2016

Band Review: Culture Code


Culture Code is an Electronic Dance Music project of DJ Chris Bains, of Birmingham, England.

One of the most interesting things on the Culture Code Youtube channel was a tutorial on how to get the Big Sidechained Synth. It was interesting because that was a distinctive part of the songs, and because it seems generous to show others how to do it if that interests them.

It is possible that it was overused. Many of the songs seemed to blend together. The primary listening option I found was Soundcloud, with a long list of tracks, but very little organization. It is possible on Soundcloud to organize tracks into albums, putting them in an order where they build on each other or explore a common theme together. That could be a good direction to explore.

All of the songs were pleasant to listen to, but then after I could only remember the Big Sidechained Synth, and also the cover of "Young", because parts of that stood out, but that may be more to the credit of Fun..

For EDM fans, these could be strengths..




Thursday, June 02, 2016

Band Review: Sighs


Sighs is the work of Joel Echeverria of Miami.

Having been influenced by many genres and cultures, including New Wave and Goth, there is often a quiet mood to the songs. There is longing and something that has been lost, but it is at enough of a remove that the song remains gently unobtrusive.

That is at least true of "Come Home" and "Temptation", but "Don't Drown", while sharing many of those traits, brings more life and energy. It may simply be a faster tempo, but it makes "Don't Drown" the track that stands out most.




Wednesday, June 01, 2016

Borders and Boundaries


Although I did not realize it at the time, much of the work I was doing was about setting borders and boundaries. Some things I had previously taken responsibility for were not mine. That draws a line. I needed to carve out time for myself. That creates a space. I started to see it more in those terms after May 6th.

I don't think it should be surprising to anyone that a People Pleaser would be conflict-averse. I do not enjoy it. The strong sense of responsibility often meant that there were issues that I would stick to tenaciously, but I would feel tension in my shoulders and pain in my stomach as I did it.

This may be most clear in my feelings about people responding to my political posts. If people want to ask questions, great, but more common is people who disagree being contradictory. I have sometimes had respectful discussions with the other person, but more often than not, it doesn't go well.

If I posted it, I have thought about it. So, if someone contradicts it I have to defend it, because I can't leave their inaccurate statement unanswered on my page. My sense of responsibility won't allow that, but being conflict-averse makes it stressful. That puts one level of pressure there, but also I have had friends be really nasty to each other in my mentions. I hate that.

(The posts from April 4th through 6th are pertinent: http://sporkful.blogspot.com/2016/04/fighting-on-internet-three-stories.html)

On May 6th, I posted an article (and this is ironic) about Sanders fans abusing Clinton supporters. I thought it was a well-written piece, taking a common problem and explaining how the author was personally affected by it. Two people took strong exception to it.

One of them was not just a Facebook friend, but a friend whom I spent time with. She had been contradicting a lot lately. I suspect it was really more reflexive because she didn't try to back anything up with facts; it was the equivalent of going "No it's not" over and over gain. I had tried light engagement (I disagree, I continue to disagree) and I actually deleted one because I felt that the rudeness was growing and I didn't have the energy to deal with it. (Remember, I was sick that week.) That led to a discussion, and I stated that I did not like them posting their contradictions on my page.

I did not feel like this was an awful thing. They had both posted multiple things that had been wearing on me by then, but this was the first time I told them I thought it was rude.

My not liking it does not mean that everyone else would see it as rude, which I get. My fairly neutral responses, either corroborating something in the original article or even the "I continue to disagree" might also be sufficient for some people to realize that they were being unwelcome and stop. Barring that, saying "I don't like this, it's rude," could be a reason to stop.

The thing I notice about setting boundaries is that they can be a way of avoiding conflict, but also of protecting oneself. Ignoring a clear request for a boundary to be respected shows a lack of regard. Without saying that only abusers do that, it is something that abusers do.

They both got very insulting. With the one guy, it's been many years since I have seen him, but the other one had plenty of reason to know that what she was saying wasn't true, and she said it anyway. I thought maybe later she would apologize privately, or at least make some indication that she knew this was not cool, but she didn't.

She didn't know what happened the night before. Having worked through the People Pleaser chapter, I was writing about what to do when I need emotional support, and where I could turn, and I had realized that even though I was seeing her regularly, she was not reliable in that way. Often when we would see each other, I had been looking forward to having someone to talk to about something, but we ended up talking about her. I had tried to explain it away before, but that night I accepted it. Because of this, her turning on me was not as devastating as it could have been.

It is interesting to me how little anger has come with so much of this. I'm not angry with her, just like I'm not angry with my father. They are just people, with their own good points and bad points, like I have mine. Mainly it is a relief to be able to look at some things and see that they are not my responsibility. There is a sense of wonder that some things are not my responsibility and that it's okay.

The big change is the ability to see whether or not something is good for me, and make decisions based on that. That includes seeing that some interactions may be neutral, or even somewhat positive, but that they shouldn't be priorities, because other things are more needed..

Intellectually I find it interesting how calm it is. This stage is full of acceptance. And despite the calm, I can find a way to worry about it.

As healthy as it is to know that not everything is your fault, and sometimes the problem is the other person, or a no fault incompatibility between two persons, never taking anything as your fault, and always knowing it is the other person, would also be quite unhealthy.

When I was going over my three psychology books, I didn't spend a lot of time on A General Theory of Love (I probably need to look at reading it again), but there was one thing that stayed with me. One chapter dealt with psychotherapy, and said this:

"What Richard Selzer, M.D., once wrote of surgery is as true of therapy: only human love keeps this from being the act of two madmen."

There are dangers to cutting out an appendix, but because the dangers of leaving it in there are worse, we do it all the time. We look for ways to make it less dangerous, and we keep going.

There is a lot of discomfort in digging into these buried feelings and beliefs, and maybe danger too, but it would be worse to leave them there. That my continued delving leads to me being able to feel more love - for giving and receiving - that is my reassurance that I am on a path that works for me.

Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Oxygen


When I last wrote about getting to the shame, I said how previous work had been more on the surface. That is not entirely fair.

Believing that I couldn't be loved and believing that it was because I was fat were more recent and closer to the surface than the underlying base of shame, but they still went pretty deep. It is possible that I couldn't have gotten here without going there first, though I can't swear to it.

Regardless, that base mattered, and continued to matter even when I was doing considerably better.

I recently finished Hope Edelman's Motherless Daughters. She refers to daughters' tendency to blame themselves for the death or abandonment as a kind of magical thinking. It's not that uncommon for children and teenagers to assume responsibility for bad things that happen. I'm sure some of that is not having enough maturity to understand all of the possible reasons that can lead to death and illness and divorce, but I think there can also be a hope that if you are the problem, then you can fix it. If that is the case, you get let down a lot.

I was not the reason that my father was unhappy with his life and family. Some factors may have made it seem more likely. One sibling felt very displaced by me, and managed to hold on to a lot of resentment about my birth for a long time. More than that, I was born in the wake of a family tragedy.

I had an uncle who was a pilot. He took his (and my father's) parents out for a flight in March 1971, and they crashed. My uncle survived, but with physical and emotional injuries. Both of my grandparents died.

A lot of cousins were born in the wake of that crash. I don't know how deliberate it was, but I believe there was a desire to cling to life and create new life. It was never really talked about, but it happened.

The last time my father saw his parents, he had fought with them, and had been giving them the silent treatment when they died. I was born ten months after they died, and it was on purpose. I did not make everything better.

That shouldn't have been my job anyway, but let's just say that there was some bad emotional baggage that I was not equipped to comprehend at the time. I developed into someone who always felt a need to do more and to fix things and to take care of others, and without strong motivation to take care of myself, or even openly acknowledge that I wasn't.

Getting back to The 9 Types of Lovers - it's not that it never hit home before; it always did - but it hit harder and deeper. Maybe that was because the issues that had been piled on top of it had already been cleared away. As it was, I was feeling like the poster child for People Pleasers. Even the examples and suggestions of ways to change certain patterns were things I had done or was thinking about trying to do.

There were two crystallizing events. The first one happened May 4th. I was feeling well, and I had meant to sleep some more, but for some reason I got online and I had a distress call from one of my girls.

I just wanted to cry. I cannot do this! And I didn't. I felt like a heel, but I got off the computer and lay down and I took the time I needed. Then I got on and reached out to her, and she was okay too.

It has been a pretty common thing for me to be working on something, and really need a break but I just want to get one more thing done. Then as I am almost ready to stop, someone has an emergency. I knew I needed to stop putting myself in that situation.

One thing I have had to accept is that I have put myself in a situation where emergencies do happen. Usually there is only one who will specifically ask me for help, but I spot people hitting low points all the time. I don't want to stop caring about that or helping, but I need stay functional too.

In this case, that means that I have to be ready before I go online. I pray, I read in my scriptures, I eat breakfast, I try and get sufficient sleep before I start any of those, and then I can be ready.

"Put on your own oxygen mask before assisting others." I've even used that example before, more than once, but getting to where you own it for yourself is different. I am getting better.

Monday, May 30, 2016

Casting Dad Wars


Early on when I started writing screenplays, I read that the average screenwriter writes nine screenplays before they sell one. I was probably on my third then, so it seemed pretty far off.

Nine then became a magic number for me, and I got very specific about it. Television pilots didn't count, nor the collaboration on the adaptation. Obviously the month of 6-day scripts didn't count, and not Bigg City Heroes or the Binderspink contest submissions. The fan fiction didn't count, and not novels and blogging.

Even being very strict and only counting feature length screenplays written only by me and intended for sale, Dad Wars is number nine. The number was never so much magical as an indication that breaking in to the business is hard and there's a lot of failure. If you want to do it you are going to have to keep at it for a long time without any encouragement.

I have done that. I have written so much, and I have a better feel for it. I can predict things like eventual page length pretty well. Writer's block doesn't really last anymore. While I still haven't made any money from it, that does feel like an accomplishment, and I feel good about it.

And I feel good about what I have written. I am always most excited about the newest work, but I believe Dad Wars is funny while remaining pretty grounded, and it has heart. It will touch on emotions for some pretty common feelings, like dealing with aging and feeling like your life has purpose and parent-child relationships. I like it.

Dad Wars can be downloaded as a PDF and read at https://studios.amazon.com/projects/116363.

Now I am in the phase of thinking about getting it sold and how it will look. It helps to have casting in mind because this can give other people a better idea of the end result. It is also important to not be too rigid in that. You can't always get what you want, and that shouldn't devastate you.

For example, it would not be completely unreasonable for this to be an Adam Sandler film, with the neighborhood being filled out by Allen Covert, Rob Schneider, and Peter Dante. There is nothing wrong with that; I have enjoyed a lot of films with them, but it would probably change the tone some.

Writing it, I visualize Mike as Mark Hoppus and Tyler as Tyson Ritter (though he started as Gerard Way). Tyson Ritter does act, and would look adorable doing yoga with a baby. That is not impossible. I have seen Mark Hoppus do some acting, but it is probably not realistic for him to lead a movie. That's okay. I got the idea of Rob Lowe doing it and I really liked that.

Rob Lowe is very "dad" in his real life. He is a little older than Mike is supposed to be, but he can pass for younger pretty easily. It might not hurt to send him to Rock and Roll Fantasy Camp before starting filming, but who wouldn't want to do that?

It wouldn't be bad to have alternatives. I can also see Oscar Isaac as Tyler. He has musical experience and he is still in a good age range for it. He might be harder to get, but he might also enjoy the chance to do a comedy.

There are other clear pictures that are not feasible, but having the picture is a starting point. Of the neighbors, in my head Phil is Uncle Phil from "Fresh Prince". James Avery is dead, and would be more like Phil's father if he were still alive. Steve is Steve Wozniak; probably can't cast him. It is still a starting point.

My last idea is where I start to feel really good about casting in general.

For the counselor that Mike and Tyler visit, I had a very clear picture of Henry Rollins barking at them like a drill instructor. Rollins is an important part of punk history, he does act, and I know he could pull it off.

However, it also occurred to me that Grace Jones would be wonderful for that role. She would be intimidating in a different way than Rollins, but she could bring it.

(Obviously, all the guests on the "Little Drummer Boy" can be changed subject to availability- I was just naming people to give an idea.)

Thinking about Rollins versus Jones made me kind of want them both. That won't work, because there does need to be a choice and two counseling sessions would not be a reasonable choice, but it reminded me that there are many good ways to do scenes.  There can be bad casting, but good casting can encompass more than one choice. There might even be more than one choice that seems like perfect casting, even though you only see the one that happens.

So, it's okay to retain some optimism. And it's imperative to hold on to the work ethic.

Friday, May 27, 2016

Band Review: Punchline


Punchline is a band with a sense of humor, as the name implies.

Some humor can be seen in song titles. "Coyotes In B Major" on Delightfully Pleased is an interesting thought, but then on the next album (Politefully Dead) to have a song called "Coyotes in B Arthur", that builds on the first off kilter thought and adds punning.

That being said, they often achieve a sincere emotion on tracks. "Universe" feels very real, and essentially plays it straight. "No Significant Other" is very relatable, but the title gives you an interesting way of looking at it.

The band has a lot of material so there is a lot to listen to. It probably makes sense to start with their 2015 release Thrilled, but I also appreciated the tighter focus on their EPs.





Thursday, May 26, 2016

Band Review: The Phonographs


Listening to The Phonographs reminded me most of listening to early Beatles.

Not all of their songs sound like that, though "Number One Fan" is a good example of one that does. Overall, there is a devotion to rock from before it was even classic rock.

My favorite track was probably "I'm On You (You're My Drug)". The title implies an unhealthy relationship, but the song is quite lovely, with some unusual percussion choices.

The Phonographs are a four-member band from Woodstock, Illinois. That may not be the Woodstock that we associate with peace and love, but it still seems to fit.




Wednesday, May 25, 2016

Going way, way back


In this phase of my life, I can see very clearly how some things led to other things, and times when some things needed to happen first, and how that order mattered. That makes it seem valuable to trace histories.

There were 31 books on the long reading list that I knew I would go over, but there was another book that ended up being more influential for Everything Else, especially at the end. How I came to that book in the first place has its own story.

In March of 1996 - just over twenty years ago - I was getting ready to go on vacation with my mother and younger sisters. I stopped by the U of O student store, and the Psychology Today cover really grabbed my attention.

The actual article was about the 1995 sweaty T-shirt experiment (Major Histocompatibility Complex Dependent Mate Preference in Humans) by Claus Wedekind. It was fascinating to me because fairly recently there had been all this talk about pheromones, and people wanting to harness them but they weren't supposed to work on humans. Here they could be a factor, but there is so much variation in who was attracted to what - based on immune system - that there would be no point in making it a cologne. (Unless maybe you found someone with an unusually robust immune system that could appeal to anyone.)

So there was that, but also as still kind of a starry-eyed romantic with a tendency to fall in love at first sight (was it at first smell?), learning more about attraction was really interesting to me.

I don't know for sure when I read about the next thing. I did end up subscribing to Psychology Today for many years, and it would be hard to overstate how much I learned not just from the articles, but from further reading that was suggested through the articles and reviews. It was in 1997 that Arthur Aron published "The Experimental Generation of Interpersonal Closeness", so I would have read about it sometime after that. That's the one about two people falling in love through 36 questions. It fascinated me too.

At some point during my long stay in singles wards, I would think about these things and want to understand it all better (and help move it along). I really wanted to find more on Aron's work, but I didn't remember his name, and I couldn't find any traces of it. Still wanting something more led to me ordering three books. They were all about love, but there were so many books on love that I could have ordered, I can't explain why it ended up being these three. It just did.

A General Theory of Love, by Thomas Lewis, Fari Amini, and Richard Lannon, 2000.

This was much more neurological than I expected, but beautifully written -- much more literary than normally happens with scientific material.

The Five Love Languages: How to Express Heartfelt Commitment to Your Mate, by Gary Chapman, 1992.

This was really helpful for me. When I say I am the oddball in my family, one of the differences is that physical expressions of affection are most important to me. Not only is that not how anyone else does it, they specifically don't like it. Deeper delving can be done there, and it's not anyone's fault, but it's there. Being able to frame the issue correctly was important.

The 9 Types of Lovers: Why We Love the People We Do and How They Make Us Crazy, by Daphne Rose Kingma, 1999.

I know the title indicates that it is about relationships, but it gets there through what your emotional wound and your coping strategy for it are, and it had me and the people who frustrate me the most pegged, and it all made sense.

I have loaned it to other people who found themselves in it. It is often a frame of reference for how I understand various people. I periodically go back to it.

The People Pleaser's emotional wound is feeling unworthy. Yes, I've done that. Her coping behavior is accommodation. All the time. The unconscious emotion that needs to be addressed is Shame. Even knowing it for years now, there was so much I didn't comprehend about it. Even though it came up very early in the process (11/23, pages 7 and 8), I needed to circle back to it before I could really be done.

I hadn't really understood how pervasive the shame was before. I had made progress before, and it mattered, but it was on the surface. Getting underneath was necessary, and going back to the book helped.

So, for my blogging next week, I'm probably going to start at the end of Everything Else.

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Working on Everything Else


One thing that I have noticed when men disagree with me is that it is common for them to denigrate my blog at the same time that they expect to be in it: "Maybe I'll show up in a rant in your blog", "Now you'll just run me down in your little blog."

There is probably a lot to understand about how men see themselves and see women in their expectation of inclusion, but my point today is that I know what my blog is and what it's for. Implying that it's just ranting and raving shows little familiarity with my style or typical subject matter. (Only two Celebrity Hate-Extravaganzas in over ten years!)

Calling my blog "little" is telling me what I already know.

I check my stats. I know the audience I get. I generally only wish that it was bigger when I an reviewing a really good band that should be more known, and realistically I cannot give that to them.

My blog does not change minds. It does help some people who tend to agree with me have a better idea of how to say what they want to say. That wasn't a role that I expected, but I am glad to fill it. Words are my thing, and I value people having a voice.

Mainly, it is for me. I work out my thoughts here, among other places. At the same time, sometimes those thoughts have value to other people. As sometimes people do get helped, it's not unreasonable to be considerate of that.

I expect that there are going to be several posts on Everything Else. I referenced it yesterday, but blog-wise there are references there that go back to October, and beyond. Some people have been following along for a while, but it might not hurt to fill in some back story. That's what I want to do now.

First of all, if it is not already obvious, writing is an important means of sorting out my thoughts. I do keep a journal, which covers some things, but other things go in the blog or in both. Twice there has been something additional.

Many years ago I just wanted to try sorting everything in my head and my heart out. I started a document that I called Everything. I felt at the start that it would take 200 pages, and including the Table of Contents I added about midway through so I could find things, that was right. I believe I started it in 2007, but I didn't keep dates and I regretted that later.

A lot has happened since then, and it felt like time for another round. That's how Everything Else got started, and I knew it would be 100 pages.

When I started the Everything Else document, I made one page where I wrote down everything from the three lists (Problems, Wants, and To Do) blogged about in October, plus the sequence of wounds from the Overall Arc, plus all of the books from the Long Reading List.


I knew I would want to go over all of these areas, though it was certainly possible other things would come up. And they did. This topic had a completely unexpected section in Everything Else, and then in the blog:


(But because I noted dates this time, I can tell you that in Everything Else I wrote about in on December 13th, and I didn't blog about it until February 8th. That's not an unusual lead time.)

To track my progress, I changed them all to red print, and then as I finished a writing segment, I would change it back to the standard black. I finished the last of the red topics on May 2nd, though I had to write some new things that came up. (The actual completion date was May 5th.)

I also have all of those topics set up in a spreadsheet for blogging. With four arc sections, twelve problems, eleven wants, sixteen assignments to do, and thirty-one books, only fifteen have already been changed from red to black.

That's why this introduction can be helpful. This could be many blog posts. For some of them, there may not be much that needs to be said, but sometimes after the one writing you see new things, and then you have to evaluate it again. (Which also means that if in nine years I need to write 50 pages on my issues, it's fine.)

Also, for the To Do list, there are things that I have written about, but that I have not done yet. The year of selfies has been helpful already, but there is a lot left to it. I have not started transcribing my mission journal or taken any driving classes yet, though I have written about what I think they will accomplish.

Often I can see ahead for several weeks worth of blog posts. I had something completely different in mind for this week, and yet my feeling is to hold off on that, and focus on this. Maybe that is because I am in such a state of transition right now, and the healing that I was working on is going to be important in navigating the transition. Maybe I need to read some more before getting back to political topics. My blogging is often driven by feeling, and I am comfortable both with planning and changing plans.

This is me. I have no illusions about that and I'm not trying to fool anyone else. Frankly, one of the best things about the time I have spent at this is the comfort that comes with not needing anyone else to think or feel a certain way.

This is where I'm heading, and you are welcome to come along.

Monday, May 23, 2016

More selfies


While I've been writing about books and politics, a lot has been going on.

I've been having some really good conversations on the selfies. They do things for other people that I hadn't really thought of. For the intended purpose of becoming more accepting of my own appearance, there's a reason that you do it for a year. I am not quite one quarter of the way through, and there is still progress to be made. Still, there are other things that happened.

One is that I had some really bad days, where I could not work up a smile. If I wasn't committed to a daily selfie, I would not have taken pictures on those days, but I had this commitment, so there wasn't any hiding from it. There were some pretty sad pictures, and some gritting my teeth trying to get back to somewhere good pictures, and there was this:

May 9: #365feministselfie The past couple of weeks I have been exhausted, hurt, allergic, sick, and insulted. Still here.



Covering the things that went into that picture should give a pretty good update of what's going on in my life right now, and how it is has been going.

First off, my severance is done. I have now started getting serious about my job search, which I meant to start sooner, but the writing took longer than I wanted it to, and that is still my preferred method of earning a living. Putting off the job search may have repercussions, but one thing that was happening in those two weeks included ridiculous login problems with the state site, which was very discouraging. It required some long hold times, but login issues are resolved, and I am now being more organized in my search.

The last time I blogged about the writing, I had decided that I was going to work multiple projects, and also that I was going to post how much I had written each day to keep myself accountable. That was good to a point, but there were a couple of things that went wrong with it.

I was trying to do too much. I'm not saying that's what got me sick. That has happened before, but this particular illness was a cold that worked its way through the entire household (I was third). Even though I had allergy symptoms before it hit (and I still do) I felt the cold descend upon me with a sneezing fit that pretty much announced "This is different."

It may have been a helpful reminder that I have limitations. I have so much I want to get done, and it feels very important. I need to finish these scripts, and I probably can't write that one right until I finish these books, and then I need to do these things, and I didn't give myself the support I needed, nor was I getting it from anywhere else. The breakdown came around April 26th, which was also the last day I posted a writing page count.

I switched to focusing on finishing Everything Else, that document of self analysis and assignments that I have been working on since November. I finished it May 5th, which was really fortunate because the big insults came on May 6th. They stung less because of something that I realized when I was finishing up Everything Else.

I am still not functioning at the level that I want to. Like, at some point if I could have a day where I exercise, and provide enrichment activities for Mom, and cook a nutritious dinner, and make progress in a book and earn some money and write, that would be really amazing.

At the same time, I've learned a lot. I did finish one screenplay, and I only have one scene left on another, and the two events I was working on have come off. I even did some fun things. I finished some books.

One of the things I have been doing for job hunting is viewing various webinars and things, and part of that is remembering that I am good at stuff. Losing your job - no matter how nicely they break the news - feels like a rejection of your worth as an employee. I do have a lot to offer. When I work for you I do a good job. There is this process of building back up, and I am getting there.

And, just with where I am at in my efforts at personal growth, there is really nowhere to hide. This does not seem ideal for either job seeking or agent seeking, but it's where I'm at. Maybe that's okay. This here is the person who will work hard for you, and who plans hard and writes hard and maybe I'm just kind of intense. I'm at least intensely human.

But most of all, I'm still here.

Friday, May 20, 2016

Band Review: Break Away


While reviewing New Jersey band Break Away, I was listening to "How to Tell if Your Ribs Are Broken" at the same time that I was tweeting with a girl who was trying to decide whether to see the doctor about an injury.

I thought of it as a coincidence, but then I was reading the story of the song (available on its Bandcamp page), and there are things that fit. There were recording issues because one member thought it didn't sound right, and then it couldn't get fixed, which was a blow to the whole EP. At the same time, having that important song incomplete brought the band back together.

(My person had reasons for going and not going to the doctor, and eventually all I could do was hope she would make a good decision.)

Little things can get much bigger and be a source of great frustration. Sometimes it is completely outside of your control, but even if it feels like it is becoming a disaster, that disaster doesn't have to be permanent.

There is a fair amount of recorded material on Bandcamp, but from dates in 2004 and 2006. Then, on Youtube, there are many live clips recently loaded. Even if the material is older, the band activity is new. That broken rib festered for a while, but it was not fatal.

Break Away embraces both pop punk and punk rock. There is often a subdued feeling to the sounds that makes me want to call it alternative punk, but that may be splitting hairs. Guitars drive and attack in a way that is at times almost percussive, but the delivery remains musical.

Three cheers for unfinished business.




Thursday, May 19, 2016

Band Review: Above It All


I found Above It All - like most of the bands I review - by them following me on Twitter. When that happens, my first exposure is usually whatever they link to in their Twitter profile. In this case, the link goes directly to their song "Anchors", even though they have seven songs available on Soundcloud.

I normally think it makes more sense to go to the general Soundcloud address, and that's what I am including in the links, but I can't fault them for doing it. There is something so engaging about "Anchors" from the intro on, that it seems like the best possible introduction.

I enjoyed listening to the rest of the songs and I enjoy the band. They are a pop punk band from Dallas who - despite being chronologically young - have been playing for a long time. There is a good spirit to the music and they are worth listening to.

You could make a good case for listening to "First Rate Fiction" before any other tracks. It is their first official release off the new EP, and the possessor of a strong hook.

Still, there is something special about "Anchors".