Repetition, why do we, repeat, why do we, repeat?

Repetition, why do we, repeat, why do we, repeat?

One of the things that draws us to film? No one ever says- What? I didn’t hear you. Repeat that. Speak up. What did you say? I thought you said..You are mumbling. Huh? Why do you keep saying that! There’s rarely stuttering, unless its obviously built into a character to such a degree as to show extreme shyness. Once a characters’... [Read more...]

Scrapbook, and how I got my Name

Scrapbook, and how I got my Name

Hello again MLPailers! Something magical happened to me last night, and I wanted to make sure I share it with my heart-dwelling nestly owls of the internet=you! In 1992, I went through a soul-searing, toxic, scary, abusive relationship when I was 18 yo. I managed to escape from a terribly isolated situation, and made a vow, a promise you could say,... [Read more...]

Goodnight Sweetheart

Goodnight Sweetheart

Do you remember this post, fellow Pailer’s? http://mylittlepail.com/you-make-me-feel-like-dancing/ It talks about the strange flow of creative energy that writing requires in my life, and how it is intrinsically linked to the energy flow needed for dance. I’ve been dragging my heels about writing here, as the sense of connection, and satisfaction... [Read more...]

standstill

standstill

How long? How long…a small eternity. A long minute. Who’s to say. It’s been almost 3 months to the day since I posted here last. Life has been a series of strenuous electric shocks to the heart..my dad passed away on May 4th, and I posted here that week, and just before his funeral. I’ve been putting my thoughts here, into the... [Read more...]

The Information Booth

The Information Booth

A few months, I noticed a trend. People LOVE to come up to me and ask me questions. I noticed this trend because the usually-locked front door of my office was open one day, and people walked in all day and asked me things. Random things. Big things. Little things. Direction things. even technological things. So of course, I called my friend Costello.... [Read more...]

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