Yes indeedy the transformation between businesswoman and writer/editor/artist-type is starting. I can feel it converting my insides. Hoohooohoo. Heh. Heh. Heh.
No but seriously folks. I've decided to begin sharing with you the joys, excitement, trials and tribulations of starting our little nonprofit. The business stuff first. While awaiting our Prince Charming bearing a battered leather briefcase (read: pro bono attorney), we have begun selling some things on ebay, in hopes of gathering a little dough to cover our filing fees, et cetera.
Artistically and editorially...
We still need reviewers. I've been beating the Web for the past two weeks in order to find visual, literary and performing art lovers who write. Hopefully, hopefully someone will respond soon. You know...or else. Yeah...you know.
That's all for now. Sayonara and signing off it's
--dB
Tags: Tags: artistic activism, nonprofit, philanthropy, zine, artists
29 July 2005
27 July 2005
Split Personalities and the Caped Crusaders
Yes, I have been away. Did you miss me? One hopes. Sorry everyone, I have been submersed (read: drowning) in business mode for the past few days, attempting to raise enough money to keep the lights on and food on the table.
We are in a bit of crisis mode here at BOTP; attempting to juggle artistic, editorial, business and networking tasks all at once. And what has suffered? Besides me, that is?
The grave musings of the (a?)musing Bergerac.
But this is a great spot and I love it.
I know what I said, when I was feeling all high-brow when last we met. I said that I was just about to embark on a reading of Sylvia's Lovers by La Gaskell. Well...not really. I tried, but print was so very small and Nero Wolfe was calling my name. So I'm actually reading Too Many Cooks by Rex Stout, the master craftsman of storytelling.
In a couple of weeks on August 12 we will be launching our second issue. In it we have to look forward to the poetry of the great Alice Friman, an article written by artist Carole Orr. And the very first in what I hope will become a regular feature in BOTP. The work of a very young, very promising poet, who I will be talking a little more about as we get closer to publication date.
See you in my dreams.
--dB
Tags: rex stout, art, carole orr, painters, elizabeth gaskel, nero wolfe
We are in a bit of crisis mode here at BOTP; attempting to juggle artistic, editorial, business and networking tasks all at once. And what has suffered? Besides me, that is?
The grave musings of the (a?)musing Bergerac.
But this is a great spot and I love it.
I know what I said, when I was feeling all high-brow when last we met. I said that I was just about to embark on a reading of Sylvia's Lovers by La Gaskell. Well...not really. I tried, but print was so very small and Nero Wolfe was calling my name. So I'm actually reading Too Many Cooks by Rex Stout, the master craftsman of storytelling.
In a couple of weeks on August 12 we will be launching our second issue. In it we have to look forward to the poetry of the great Alice Friman, an article written by artist Carole Orr. And the very first in what I hope will become a regular feature in BOTP. The work of a very young, very promising poet, who I will be talking a little more about as we get closer to publication date.
See you in my dreams.
--dB
Tags: rex stout, art, carole orr, painters, elizabeth gaskel, nero wolfe
18 July 2005
"Yes sir, Cap'n Tight-Pants." -- Kaylee, 'Firefly'
All hail Firefly! All hail Serenity! All hail the Sci-Fi Channel!
So Firefly is being re-aired on the Sci-Fi Channel starting Friday. Ohhhh....yay. You do not understand the nature and the depth of my obsession with loving this show. Omigosh. Hot dog.
Each time the promo airs...when it starts, I tell myself that I will absolutely refrain from 'Wahoo-ing' at the end. I am, after all, a nearly 31-year old adult, fully capable of a normal amount of self-control. It isn't as though I haven't seen every episode...y ou know...a hundred times. It is not as though I can't quote long passages of dialogue from abso-frikkin' memory. Given the givens, there is no call ('call'...see...'call', positively marinated in Firefly-ness, I am) for letting out a big ol' 'Wahoo!!!' as the promo fades to black and punching the air with both fists!
Invariably, the promo comes to an end and (usually in mid discussion with self) a big old 'Wahoo' erupts from my lungs and my arms are raised in enthusiastic victory.
There is something wrong with me.
Really and truly.
Because I haven't even gotten to the best part of this little episode. Yes, Firefly will be airing on the Sci-Fi Channel, beginning this Friday. But I will not be watching. I'm psychotic; which bring's to mind a whole other Firefly remembrance, which hopefully you guys will be able to enjoy, when the show begins airing this Friday.
That's the point. I'm this excited. Yes, this excited, not because I will be able to watch Firefly on TV again (cause believe me whenever I need a Firefly fix I rent the dvds, no commercials and no waiting until next week), but because everyone else will. The actors, writers, directors, production designers and costume and lighting designers are all tremendously talented. This show, butchered by Fox and canceled without ceremony, deserves a second chance.
It is pretty PG-13, in places. You're going to want to exercise your own discretion. But oh, my goodness. There is so much junk on the air waves right now that is far more intense and is getting safe passage from the networks.
I. Love. Firefly. Yay.
Okay...
Okay...
WAHOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm gonna order the discs.
Tags: firefly, scifi channel, kaylee, television, fox network
So Firefly is being re-aired on the Sci-Fi Channel starting Friday. Ohhhh....yay. You do not understand the nature and the depth of my obsession with loving this show. Omigosh. Hot dog.
Each time the promo airs...when it starts, I tell myself that I will absolutely refrain from 'Wahoo-ing' at the end. I am, after all, a nearly 31-year old adult, fully capable of a normal amount of self-control. It isn't as though I haven't seen every episode...y ou know...a hundred times. It is not as though I can't quote long passages of dialogue from abso-frikkin' memory. Given the givens, there is no call ('call'...see...'call', positively marinated in Firefly-ness, I am) for letting out a big ol' 'Wahoo!!!' as the promo fades to black and punching the air with both fists!
Invariably, the promo comes to an end and (usually in mid discussion with self) a big old 'Wahoo' erupts from my lungs and my arms are raised in enthusiastic victory.
There is something wrong with me.
Really and truly.
Because I haven't even gotten to the best part of this little episode. Yes, Firefly will be airing on the Sci-Fi Channel, beginning this Friday. But I will not be watching. I'm psychotic; which bring's to mind a whole other Firefly remembrance, which hopefully you guys will be able to enjoy, when the show begins airing this Friday.
That's the point. I'm this excited. Yes, this excited, not because I will be able to watch Firefly on TV again (cause believe me whenever I need a Firefly fix I rent the dvds, no commercials and no waiting until next week), but because everyone else will. The actors, writers, directors, production designers and costume and lighting designers are all tremendously talented. This show, butchered by Fox and canceled without ceremony, deserves a second chance.
It is pretty PG-13, in places. You're going to want to exercise your own discretion. But oh, my goodness. There is so much junk on the air waves right now that is far more intense and is getting safe passage from the networks.
I. Love. Firefly. Yay.
Okay...
Okay...
WAHOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I'm gonna order the discs.
Tags: firefly, scifi channel, kaylee, television, fox network
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