So, I put this out on Facebook. I'm also going to put my request (read: plea) up on here.
I'm looking for video gamers for a super-secret research project. This is for anyone who self-identifies as a gamer, even just a little bit. If you could kindly leave me some kind of contact information down in the comments (an eMail or Facebook account would be preferable), I will explain the bare bones of the project. If you're still interested after that, I'll send out the next step in the project to you.
This is something that can take as little time and effort as you want. You're free to back out at any point. Or you can get deep into it right alongside me and see what we can discover. Either way is fine, so don't feel pressured that, if you participate, you'll be forced to spend hours each day doing this. I want it to be fun... a fun research project. Yeah. That's not an oxymoron at all...
So, if you're interested, shoot me a comment down below, or on Facebook. Hoping to get some bright, smiling faces,
Voss
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Monday, March 10, 2014
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
A Plea
Come on in and get yourself a cup of coffee. I think we need to have a talk.
It's okay. Don't be shy. And don't be scared. But this is a talk that we need to have. Right now. It's about something kind of important.
It's about you. It's about being a full you, a happy, complete you. And, to do that, you need to find yourself a creative outlet.
Now, let's skip all the resistance and the whining and complaining. Because I'm write. Everyone has a creative outlet. You may not realize it, but you do. Singing, dancing, writing, drawing, sculpting, painting, welding, jewelry making. These are all creative things, things that pull from a deeper part of your soul.
When was the last time that you sat down with that deeper part of your soul, though? When was the last time you two had a good hug and ate a whole Whitman sampler? Maybe it was yesterday. Maybe you do it a lot. If so, you're free to skip off into the daisies with my blessings.
If not... well, have a cookie. You need to stick around.
You see, it doesn't take much. Just give that creative bit a little room to breathe. Every day. I mean it. Fifteen minutes every day, at least. More when you can afford it. I want you to commit to that. Fifteen minutes straight. Not fifteen minutes spread over five commercial breaks, or fifteen minutes when you go to the bathroom throughout the day.
It's not a lot, but it's vital. Because that part, no matter how much neglect you throw upon it, won't die, and won't be silent. And, when you're eighty and you finally 'have time' to create, to feed the part of you longing to spread its wings and embrace the glory of the universe, when you actually focus on that... you have to dig it out. It might not be dead, but it's going to be weak, and you'll realize that you don't have time to nurse it back to health. That maybe, if you'd played with it just a touch, just enough to let it know you cared, you wouldn't be here now. Because you won't regret not having worked more, or missing the winner of American Idol Season 78 1/2. You'll regret not doing what you loved. What you still love.
So please, for yourself, find a way to create. If you're reading this, promise me that you'll start a blog, or keep a journal, or grab a sketch book. Set up a YouTube account and sing or act or make cartoons. Do something for that creative part of your soul.
Please.
Voss
It's okay. Don't be shy. And don't be scared. But this is a talk that we need to have. Right now. It's about something kind of important.
It's about you. It's about being a full you, a happy, complete you. And, to do that, you need to find yourself a creative outlet.
Now, let's skip all the resistance and the whining and complaining. Because I'm write. Everyone has a creative outlet. You may not realize it, but you do. Singing, dancing, writing, drawing, sculpting, painting, welding, jewelry making. These are all creative things, things that pull from a deeper part of your soul.
When was the last time that you sat down with that deeper part of your soul, though? When was the last time you two had a good hug and ate a whole Whitman sampler? Maybe it was yesterday. Maybe you do it a lot. If so, you're free to skip off into the daisies with my blessings.
If not... well, have a cookie. You need to stick around.
You see, it doesn't take much. Just give that creative bit a little room to breathe. Every day. I mean it. Fifteen minutes every day, at least. More when you can afford it. I want you to commit to that. Fifteen minutes straight. Not fifteen minutes spread over five commercial breaks, or fifteen minutes when you go to the bathroom throughout the day.
It's not a lot, but it's vital. Because that part, no matter how much neglect you throw upon it, won't die, and won't be silent. And, when you're eighty and you finally 'have time' to create, to feed the part of you longing to spread its wings and embrace the glory of the universe, when you actually focus on that... you have to dig it out. It might not be dead, but it's going to be weak, and you'll realize that you don't have time to nurse it back to health. That maybe, if you'd played with it just a touch, just enough to let it know you cared, you wouldn't be here now. Because you won't regret not having worked more, or missing the winner of American Idol Season 78 1/2. You'll regret not doing what you loved. What you still love.
So please, for yourself, find a way to create. If you're reading this, promise me that you'll start a blog, or keep a journal, or grab a sketch book. Set up a YouTube account and sing or act or make cartoons. Do something for that creative part of your soul.
Please.
Voss
Monday, July 4, 2011
Your Voice
Okay, as I looked through my previous blog posts, I realized how many were either A: self-centric or B: instructional. While they have their place, I realize this may get annoying, so I apologize.
So I thought I'd try something out--I want to see what you have to say right now. I want you to yell and scream about whatever. Mostly, I want you to fill out a questionnaire for me (since I LOVE questionnaires--they're one of my top favorite things.). I'll answer it along with you in green. You can reply in comments or any other secret squirrel way you can think of--I just want to see what you have to say, at least this one time.
1: What is your book--the one book that gets you off (literarily speaking) no matter how many times you reread it?
(The Cyberiad)
2: What is your character--the one that you just can't tear out of your head with the jaws of life?
(Loor from the Pendragon seies)
3: Who's your number one character crush...go on, you can say...the internet's anonymous, right?
(Vo Spader from the Pendragon series)
4: What's your favorite word, for whatever reason?
(Mephistophelean)
5: What's the first book that made you laugh out loud?
(Angus, Thongs, and Full-Frontal Snogging)
6: What's the first book you cried at?
(Bridge to Terabithis)
7: What's the book that brings up the most emotions, whatever emotions they might be?
(I'll Love You Forever)
Now, I don't really expect anyone to answer, but at least I TRIED to make this not self-centric, right?
Now I go back to the evils of writing...but it's fun evil...evil with little bunny ears...
Peace, love, and chicken grease,
Voss
So I thought I'd try something out--I want to see what you have to say right now. I want you to yell and scream about whatever. Mostly, I want you to fill out a questionnaire for me (since I LOVE questionnaires--they're one of my top favorite things.). I'll answer it along with you in green. You can reply in comments or any other secret squirrel way you can think of--I just want to see what you have to say, at least this one time.
1: What is your book--the one book that gets you off (literarily speaking) no matter how many times you reread it?
(The Cyberiad)
2: What is your character--the one that you just can't tear out of your head with the jaws of life?
(Loor from the Pendragon seies)
3: Who's your number one character crush...go on, you can say...the internet's anonymous, right?
(Vo Spader from the Pendragon series)
4: What's your favorite word, for whatever reason?
(Mephistophelean)
5: What's the first book that made you laugh out loud?
(Angus, Thongs, and Full-Frontal Snogging)
6: What's the first book you cried at?
(Bridge to Terabithis)
7: What's the book that brings up the most emotions, whatever emotions they might be?
(I'll Love You Forever)
Now, I don't really expect anyone to answer, but at least I TRIED to make this not self-centric, right?
Now I go back to the evils of writing...but it's fun evil...evil with little bunny ears...
Peace, love, and chicken grease,
Voss
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