Well moving time for the first ever for this little blog. Next week I will announce where you can find my new blog. The URL doesn't fit this any more, and it's time to pick where my blog does belong.
Which is a good damn question.
You see....I have no idea what you would call this blog. I talk burlesque. I talk writing. I talk about love and sex and sorrow and self-discovery and hopes and dreams and fears and follies. You won't find my blog on many burlesque lists in their sidebars. I can't blame the girls; I talk too many other things to just be called a burlesque blog. Often times, I find myself vacillating between who is listed as the writer over there in the right hand corner. Do I put my writing name or my stage name? (A similar issue I faced when picking my credit line for a piece I did for Pin Curl recently--it will be in the March issue.) Even though there's a lot of real me on here, I'm sure as hell not going to put my real name, just as Duckie's name will never appear. Or anyone else I really know and love in real time life. So it's not quite as personal a blog as would be considered a personal blog.
Thus, I have been afraid to move my blog. Terrified of picking the wrong thing again. But it wasn't really wrong when I picked where I would be originally....things were just much different then. Burlesque was nothing in my life. I hadn't even thought or heard of it yet, I suppose. I knew who Dita was, but I assumed she was just one star in a sky all by herself. I had no idea about all the other burning lights in this rhinestone atmosphere.
My fiction was operating at the time I guess. I can't remember how well I was doing with all that really. I know I was frozen in purpose. I never sent a thing out and then hated myself for not being published. All through pregnancy even I had worked hard on writing fiction and submitting. (Well. I submitted to three contests and if you know my inability to ever do something as practical as trying to get published, you realize that was quite the feat.) But when I began writing this blog, I wasn't doing anything. I had no space to write at home, and writing from work killed me.
The personal stuff...well it came in spurts back then. Around the time I began this blog is around the time I separated from my husband and life was a very different place. I had time to write fiction, and time to dance and start to dream about burlesque. I had time to be the creative girl I'd always wanted to be. Because if I could spin away from this planet with one thing intact, it would be that I had made something pretty for other people to see. Each of these things I've wanted time to make will always be a part of me. Things have been lost because of all this extra blessed time, but hopefully it will all land the way it should when we get on the other side.
So there has been no ranting here really in quite some time. I haven't been angry often lately, and even if I have it's really been something else, so let's just cross that off the list. Not drugs? If you're a regular reader...I think you know my thoughts on what's right and wrong ;). And I was trying to be clever to impress someone! Isn't that silly? Rants not drugs....like hugs not drugs? It may be the dumbest thing I've ever written. Thank you for reading anyway.
So I am giving myself a deadline to pick a new place to live. Next Friday, I'll be back. I've been thinking a lot about what I want to go for, how to get there, what kind of creative girl I want to be. There's so much I want to explore in other areas of artistry as well. It can be overwhelming trying to pick the framework through which you want people to see your writing. Titles might be the hardest thing I ever write--when it should be so simple! But I'm going to figure out what I want and what this little blog is. I'm going to pick a place and a label and I'm going to stick with it.
If I outgrow that one, well, we'll just have to pack our bags again.
xoxo
Alyssa Cennedy Cooper
Bubbles von BonBon
....whoever I may yet turn out to be ;)
Oh by the way! As someone pointed out, I have been Facebook lazy and not announced my show this weekend on there. Well, I'm still going to be Facebook lazy because I just don't really enjoy it. But, you sweets, should check out the flyer in my sidebar. This weekend I will be in one of my favorite places--Austin, TX. I'm performing in what might end up being one of the coolest variety things I've ever done. We'll have drag, queerleading, burlesque, belly dance, and a really good time. Come on by, ya'll.
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I look forward to your next incarnation! I face the same problem when trying to simplify my blog life... and ended up fracturing into 3 blogs! I figured I should focus on one topic (life, yoga, etc) but I am still grappling with the decision. But no matter where you go, we will read rapturously!
ReplyDeleteYou know I thought about that for a while, too...splitting things up in order to simplify. But evidently I'm quite bad at unraveling things. :)
ReplyDeletecan't wait to see what you decide on ... i know it will be fabulous :)
ReplyDeletei love following all of your fun adventures...you are very captivating, little lady!
Aww thank you. :) This comment was the best lunch time dessert.
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