A photo of the features and Beverly Webb.
(from right to left – Arlene Paculan, Lizzie Violet, Kat Leonard, Beverly Webb, Cathy Petch)
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Ellie Anderson… You make me smile so hard my face cracks!
This morning, I woke up to the below blog post from a woman I am equally not-so-secretly in love with. I first fell in love with this hot tamale the first time I saw her perform at The Central during a Songwriters Showcase being hosted by Marcus Walker. She is beautiful, talented, empowering and just so damn sexy! She is also one hell of a musician and slam poet! AND she inspires me to write naughty haiku’s. Please read her blog about Wonder Women IV, and get yourselves out to see her play. She is hosting the upcoming Get Your Groove On! Music and Poetry Night With Ellie Anderson @ the Jang Bang Bar on College, which I’m honoured to be part of.
xo
http://www.ellieandersonmusic.com/2012/04/the-wonderful-women-at-wonder-women-iv/
Great press, by a very talented writer!
What an incredible evening of poetry, spoken word, readings, music and friends at Zelda’s The Beautiful and the Damned last night!
The evening’s festivities were hosted by the very cool (and fellow recovering Irish Catholic) poet and radio personality Nik Beat (http://www.myspace.com/nikbeatpoet), who introduced the feature and open mic performers, and shared some of his own work. Nik has a book signing/talk for his collection of poems The Tyranny of Love – coming up on Friday, April 27 @ 6:30 p.m. at Origo Books (49 Lower Jarvis St., Toronto).
Featured performers included writer/poet/editor/horror aficionado Lizzie Violet (https://lizzieviolet.wordpress.com/), who read a selection of poems, giving us a great, eerie fun mix of horror, sex and haiku with frankness, art and wryness of wit (my fave is Chlamydia is Not a Flower!, about her mum’s avoidance of the sex talk – and which her mum has stuck…
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Enough is enough…
I need to pull myself out of this funk. Enough is enough. After a conversation yesterday, about swimming with sharks, then watching Jaws again, I realized, they don’t just roll over and die. As a matter of a fact if a shark smells blood, it will seek it out till it finds it. There are things in this life that I want, and I need to be the shark if I’m going to get them.
So…
I’m going to pull my sorry ass together, download the slush pile to my e-reader and go find a patio and read. A beer in my hand and the sun on my skin is what this girl needs right now. I also need a million dollars, but one goal at a time.
This morning as I lay in bed, not sleeping and frustrated, I realized part of my depression this week, has been due to me putting up with other peoples BS, issues and paranoia. I can’t do that anymore. Love and respect need to be earned and not taken for granted. I’ve allowed people to take me for granted for too long. I’m too accommodating and I just can’t any longer.
Before I can go outside, I need to get some editing done. Music always makes me happy, so I have Pat Benetar blasting in the background. She is a sweet little kick in the ass.
Lizzie Violet 