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MOOOOOO

I just turned on the TV & saw a guy tying a rope around something slimy. Intrigued, I kept watching--only to realize the slimy thing was the leg of a small cow being born. Ah, miracle of life, thou art so gross and horrible.
I am NEVER getting pregnant (knock on wood). All that slime and *gasp* blood.

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My TV stalker & the ramblings of a very sick person

I'm sick. I've spent all morning going between my bed and my bathroom, and I haven't got any appetite. And I keep passing Kathy's cage in the hall, which isn't making me feeling any better.

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In Loving Memory

Kathy, I loved you. You were so beautiful. I loved to stroke your fur, like I did after I found you. Did you feel me?
I'm sorry I wasn't there enough. I should have held you more, shouldn't have let you become feral. Do you forgive me?
I made you a gravestone. I needed to do something, anything. It's drying downstairs--I made it out of clay. When it's done it will say, "Here lies Kathy, my beautiful little one. If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I’d walk right up to heaven and bring you home again." Do you like it?

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Elizabeth

It's a nice name isn't it? There's a girl at rehearsals named Elizabeth. She's really nice. I asked people to call me Joy when we started rehearsals but she was the only one who did. Also she keeps finding reasons to talk to me and smiling at me. :)
So I got promoted from Dead Caribou to Nails the Wolf. it's a pretty big deal, I get to do WAY more stuff now. Also I have a name.
That's pretty much it. I'm being a First Reader for my friend's friend's book. It's pretty good so far, except for her overuse of the word "regurgitated."

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So I decided on a character...

After much deliberation, I have decided to go to TeenWrite as...
A completely brand-new, mint-in-package character!
Her name is Ravena (rah-VEN-uh), and she is a cat burglar from space. (that's cat as in Homo Felus AND stealer dressed in black) Her quirk is that she has the personality of a child, the instincts of a cat, and the brain of a genius, so she's the perfect criminal but only steals the strangest of items.
She also has alot of cat-like physical characteristics, such as fangs and flexibility.

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The Cist is Filling

My grandpa has a tumor. They told us it was benign and now he has 8 months to live unless he has surgery.
The problem is that he's afraid of cities, and his doctor is in Seattle. Also he thinks it will only take 3 days for him to get back on his feet after BRAIN SURGERY. Thankfully there's 2 assisted living homes a few blocks from my house. We would send him home with a live-in nurse but he's a horder & his house is too full for someone who just had ear/brain surgery to try to walk around in. Also he might try to go horseback riding, and there's no way that would end well.

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Miyax of Amaroqs

(Julie of the Wolves.)
"K'oh-lure b'ah-yow-say k'oh-lure-beer b'ah-yow say; sue-ri vangha-bangha-nay, sue-ri vangha-bangha-nay."
It's an old Yup'ik childrens' song, kind of like Ring Around the Rosey. Very old, very difficult to pronounce (I wrote it how you say it, not how you write it), very hard to remember and probably my favorite song ever. I've decided to adopt the Yup'ik culture a bit & learn about it, since my character thought it was so marvelous she gave up plumbing to be part of it.
Rehearsal was AMAZING!!!!!!!

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Random freewrite

Gaia was dying.
Her body was covered in metallic boils, her bare skin brown and deadened as the space around her filled with fumes. And everywhere there were the parasites, draining her, sucking her dry and then drier.
And then, as she heaved her last breath, Gaia’s attackers turned against themselves.
Tremors wracked her empty corpse as they lay waste to the few remaining havens. The creatures she had tended so long, and who had betrayed her, ripped themselves apart before her closing eyes. And as she died and watched her children dying, she thought,
Good.

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Did you know...

That sometimes I can actually be really funny?
That the reason I don't smile is that I feel like an idiot?
That making fun of my quietness just makes me pull farther away?
That this "innocent little girl" can hear everything you're saying, even though you send her inside and close the door?
That I understand everything you're talking about behind that door?
That I'm so lonely sometimes I just want to cry and cry and cry, but the tears won't come?
That all it took to make my day was someone saying, "I'm really glad you're here?"
That that was the only time someone told me that?

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New Stuff

This week has been pretty good. I asked my mom & she says I can get some bettas, which is awesome!!! I'm planning on either getting two girls, Xena & Gabriel, or a girl and a boy (separated of course), Buffy & Spike (in which case maybe they could "accidentally" end up in the same tank for an hour and have some fish babies!).

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Happiness!

Wow, I haven't been on here for a long time. Oh well, I've been busy finishing school. So here's my life:
Dad & I are on episode 40 of BSG, one of SyFy's few unique, watchable shows. I really thought they were going to kill my favorite character, Gayda, last episode, but he survived. Barely.
I got into Julie of the Wolves without even going to callbacks (a remarkable feat at a theatre that turns away 50% of the auditioners), and I got a major role along with some ensemble parts.

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Losing Focus

It's cheesy I know, but this is exactly what I've been feeling lately:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Pa0_OcRsOs

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Idiot is spelled M-A-D-D-I-E-J-O-Y...but at least I have nice eyes

I cannot believe what an incredible chicken I am. I mean, I can actually see the feathers and that weird little red thing hanging off my chin when I look in the mirror.
I had the perfect chance the other day and I blew it.

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Just When I Needed Her (skip to the end if you wanna help me but don't have an hour to read)

My friend, "Ali," has changed, and it's not good.
Ever since 4th grade, she's been my "BFF," my partner in whatever the opposite of crime is. We were goody-two-shoes together. The twin teacher's pets.
Flash forward to the present. Ali has sent me text messages with unfortunate double meanings to try to make me uncomfortable and started telling me about the creepy pervs in her class. She also thinks that putting a condom on a banana makes for a story funnier than the entire first season of Seinfeld. I always said that she would snap one day, and it seems she has.

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This is very long, but I'm very scared...please help me

I hate myself. I'm scared. This is starting to get serious.
Waiting in the dark behind the curtain. Laurie starts to sing and we're all swaying to the music, dancing silently as we mouth along with the words. Sammy walks over from her entrance. She smiles at the other girls but passes them by. I watch and I know she's coming for me--she always does.

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