Monday, June 29, 2015

Dystopian Raph Cosplay!

Yeah, ok, so it's not super dark, but I did what I could with my current skill level. I'll also be wearing a different bra, since today's a sports bra day for me. Why?

'Cause this is my getup -

TMNT pride? Why, yes, yes it is.
And I didn't feel like changing completely.

Anyway, on to the costume! Tank top will be more flattering with a different bra, and I'm sure pics from the convention will be better.

I think I'm gonna make more of those fishnet arm things, and maybe turn them into actual shirts. I really dig that look.

I really like how the shell repaint went.

Had thought about dying the hair black again, or refreshing the henna, but that didn't happen.
Couple of notes -

I think I need to find a figure smoother or something in the next couple of days.

I was thinking of finding fishnets or wearing some black leggings in a bid to hide the horrid bruise our coffee table gave me not pictured here, but judging from how hot I got from just this little test run, I don't think that'll be happening.

Visible injury is dystopian, right? Maybe that kneecap will be fully green by then. That'd be fitting. Right now, it's a combination of purple, blue, red and brown.

I don't know if I'll be going with that particular lip color and mask. If I can grab the time and energy, I might try my hand at making a more fitting mask, Eye makeup will be different, though. Didn't feel much like messing with it today.

Also, hair. No idea what to do with it. Maybe up in a messy half-bun or something. Again, gotta think of comfort along with looks.

I'll also be wearing these things on my nails -

TURTLE SHELL NAILS!! How cool is that? I stumbled across them during an online Jamberry party and had to get them. They'll probably be going on tomorrow.

This will be my night party costume, so the other three can get in on the fun without potential daytime boredom.

On Saturday, I'm doing the Hitchhiker's costume, which is basically just pajamas, a towel and an expression of confusion/wonder. Also a craving for tea. And peanuts. If I can grab a little time, and I have the materials on hand, I may put together a "guide", but hey. I won't be devastated if that doesn't happen. I'll definitely be hanging out with a buddy that day.

Friday, I'll probably just wear my Always Keep Fighting tank top and shorts, since I'll be solo a good part of the day. Also hauling a big bag around until I can check into the hotel.

...wonder if I can do a last, last, last minute cosplay to embody some wanderer character...

Eh. Quiet, mind.

If you're attending, and would like to see me in person, I'll be on the following two panels -

Friday at 11:00 am - How We Change the Stories We Tell About Disability
Saturday at 11:00 am - Writing While Female

I'll try getting there on Friday around 9 or 10. I might show up on Thursday at some point, too, but that depends on how much of my workload I can get done at home.

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Wordless Wednesday - Light Sewing (w/Linky)

Still a little too sick to do anything all that strenuous or complicated, but I can at least get a start on upcycling these pants into a skirt.

Only 8 days 'till con, and I still have so much to do in so many areas. What a rotten time to come down with a sinus infection. And throat infection. Also a bit of bronchitis. What's with you, body?

(Also shared on Create With Joy)

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Spam Theater: Bats, Peaches, Jack and Dreams

Ah, spammers. They think they're so clever.

They're not, but what the CAN be is amusing. Here are a few choice selections from my latest round of deletions. (Click images to embiggen.)

Why, yes! My post about making a bat mobile out of construction paper will TOTALLY help people build new web pages! I'll run right to your blog about ionized water to thank you for your gracious compliment.

Awesome! I should fail at baking more often. Those peach muffins actually made me so sick. I'm sure your volunteer driven website about HSV Erasers, whatever those are, will benefit greatly from terrible pastries.

Jack! You jerk! Are you dishonoring that soul by being unfaithful AND insensitive while you usurp authority?! How dare you! I can tell you're not being the best person you can be.

Wonder how they knew my undying dream was to become an actress who uses Supagard prefabricated concrete to make sure cars keep their showroom shine?

Maybe I'm easily amused, but this stuff is just so funny.

Next on Spam Theater? Spam comments on this entry about spam.

Monday, June 22, 2015

Workplace Safety

In addition to blog and fiction writing, I also write a bit of copy as well. This weekend, I was taking care of some rush stuff for a client, while my husband put in our window AC unit.

The topic at hand was OSHA and workplace safety, and as I was proofing the piece, I noticed my husband needed some help with something. So, I got up and...WHAM!

Rammed my knee directly into the (sharp) corner of our coffee table with my full weight.

Ouch, right? So, I helped the hubby out, and noticed it was already starting to swell up.

Shortly after I did it, as I took a break from icing it.
I began icing it as soon as I could, and was legitimately concerned that I had done some nasty damage to it. When I walked, it felt like it wanted to slip out of joint, though there was no pain when I put weight on it.

It was still a little swollen when I woke up this morning, but not as bad as it had been. Pretty colors, though.

Oh, yeah, that'll be a nice ugly green for the convention next week.
So, let this be a lesson, kids. When writing about workplace safety, follow the advice you're giving.

As for me, I'm set up in the living room and icing it a little more as I work.

Also thinking about sanding the corners of that stupid table down.

Saturday, June 20, 2015

Who's Being Hurt by Prejudiced Charleston News Coverage?

By Cal Sr from Newport, NC, US (Emanuel African Methodist Episcopal (AME) Church) [CC BY 2.0], via Wikimedia Commons
Although I haven't written or posted as much about the racial chaos that has been plaguing our country, I have been paying attention. My mind tends to get overwhelmed, and it takes me a while to get my thoughts in order.

That horrific shooting in Charleston has me thinking about the far reaching damage the act itself has done and the groups constantly hurt by the prejudicial media coverage whenever these events happen.

Mentally Ill
Yes, mental health care in this country needs a lot of work. A LOT. So does health care in general, but when you consistently brush off the acts of terror by white people by saying they're mentally ill, you're actually doing two things:

1. Reinforcing systemic racist ideals. White people MUST be held accountable for their actions, just as members of any other race do. If you want a truly equal society, we must hold everyone equally accountable for their actions, and it must be taken on a case by case basis.

2. Reinforcing harmful stigma against people with mental illness. The vast majority of people coping day to day with assorted forms of mental illness would never harm another person. That stigma forces people who are already suffering to hide their problems, further worsening their suffering and driving suicide rates up. That same stigma reinforces violence against the mentally ill, because the abusers are "protecting others from being hurt", when in reality they're only hurting innocent, sick people.

In court, the mental illness defense centers around the fact the perpetrator didn't know what they were doing at the time. In this case, as in most mass shootings, the shooter knew exactly what he was doing. The fact he was asking around at other local businesses for details about how they work make me wonder if he was planning another shooting under the guise of finding a job.

That terrorist spouted nonsense spread by racist ideals that he was shooting those innocent people, because black men were "raping our women".

I saw red when I heard about that. Men of all races rape women of all races. Women are more likely to suffer sexual violence from people of their own race. To carry out murder in white women's names? In MY name?


You are not protecting us, regardless of what you believe. You're dishonoring and belittling all victims of sexual violence and all of us who face that risk every day of our lives. You're hurting entire families, further traumatizing an already traumatized population and nurturing a culture of hate. You're also blaming us for your vile behavior.

To all the men out there: If you want to stop sexual violence, examine your personal attitudes, don't tolerate sexism from your friends, listen to women's stories without judgement and if you see someone who seems to be unable to get out of a bad situation, step in peacefully or call the police if the situation seems dangerous.

Just like it's up to white people to change our racist attitudes and behaviors, it's up to you to change your sexist attitudes and behaviors.

People of All Colors
That particular church is well known for serving the black community. From what little I've read, it has a powerful place in history. This crime is a hate crime and an act of terror.

It was not an accident as a certain reprehensible politician tried to say. It's not "unexplainable" as another spouted.

It. Is. An. Act. Of. Hate.

It's another violent event in a long line of violent events pointing directly to a culture of racism that we all must act to correct. It falls in line with the long history of police brutality against black people, lynchings of years past, discrimination and white privilege that all white people, me included, have willingly and unwillingly benefited from.

The way it's covered further divides our various communities. It further hurts the black community, it breeds more hate for the white community and it further erases all of the other racial communities. The only thing it does is create more division in a country that needs unity for any sort of peace.

Once again: It's an act of hate, and it hurts us all.

Lower Income Groups
I'm not entirely sure if this is the right category to title this section, but it fits with a couple of the things I've noticed in the language used in articles addressing this event.

Some news outlets stressed the points that the terrorist is a high school dropout and unemployed. That means he didn't have a reliable income and didn't have a high school diploma with which to get a decent job. The majority of people who fit into the "low income" community actually work one or more jobs, even when they have degrees or graduated high school. Yet, people always equate low income with joblessness, desperation, violence, and lack of education.

Those factors are not excuses for this vile act. There's no reason to include them in news coverage, other than to either vilify people who fall into those categories or build a case for pitying the shooter.

The Victims
You'll notice I haven't addressed this particular terrorist by name. That's because, while his motives must be examined on a broader cultural level, he doesn't deserve the media attention he's getting on a personal level. He doesn't deserve to be named, pitied or famed.

By talking almost exclusively of the perpetrators of these crimes, they're gaining the notoriety they want. It's the victims who deserve to me named and honored. So, here's who they were in this particular crime.

Clementa Pinckney

Sharonda Coleman-Singleton

Cynthia Hurd
Tywanza Sanders
Ethel Lee Lance
Susie Jackson
Daniel Simmons
Myra Thompson
Depayne Middleton-Doctor

I've never met any of them, and I may not know much about them as individuals, but the little I do know paints them as wonderful people who were taken from the world way too early. I'd like to add my small voice to the others thanking them for the good they did in life and wishing them peace in the afterlife.

My thoughts are with their families and friends. To them, I wish healing, strength and the support of a friendly stranger.

Friday, June 19, 2015

Friday Fictioneers: Lit Up (and some rambling)

(If you're here for Friday Fictioneers, feel free to scroll past the below rambling, unless you're interested in that sort of thing. The story and linkup is at the end, promise! I do welcome any advice regarding the below glasses related pondering.)

Slowly starting to feel better, debating with myself over ordering transitions lenses or generic photo-chromatic lenses for a second pair of glasses (not sure if paying that extra $50-$100 would be worth it) and hoping the last of this fever will be gone come morning.

It WOULD be nice if I could see family this weekend, but I'd rather not make anyone sick if I can avoid it.

Also, we're down to under two weeks 'till CONvergence, and I still need to finish my costume, plus get my writing load whittled down again, and we'll not think about the housework that still needs to be done. At least I feel prepared for the two panels I'll be on.

So irritated with myself over once again not getting submissions in this month. Yes, I've been busy, but still. Sigh.

I need to get this time management thing under control. How do organized people do it? I just don't know. Anyway, it's still Friday for another couple of hours and change, so if I can get Friday Fictioneers done before midnight, I'll actually be on time for that! (Nifty.)

As always, many thanks to Rochell Wisoff-Fields for hosting. Never really understood the connection between flowers and light fixtures, but hey, the idea has some neat fantasy connotations.

PHOTO PROMPT – © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
Genre: Fantasy
Word Count: 100

Lit Up
            Her fingers caught on tangles in her wild curls. Moving between worlds was hell on the hair, especially when a girl’s faced with strange things daily.
            “So,” Di began, “Those flowers light up?”
            The young man at her side nodded.
            She bit her lip, examining the deep bronze blossoms hanging from ivory boughs. “How do we harvest them?”
            Her companion handed her his blade and pointed at the entwined branches cascading from the canopy. “Climb and chop.”
            She stared at him, then at the tree. “New kid in town gets the tough jobs, huh?”
            His broad grin said it all.

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Art Frozen In Time

Sick day today. Fevers are annoying, and this one's been hovering between 100 and 101 all day. I need a tub of ice to lie in.

Since that's not a possibility, have some ice sculptures instead.

Alien Queen Ice Scuplture by Mobis-New-Nest on DeviantArt

Human Reach Ice Scuplture by Mobis-New-Nest on DeviantArt

Ice Scuplture by 1994aitken1994 on DeviantArt

Ice Scuplture 2 by yaoilover22 on DeviantArt

Stay cool, everyone.