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Bonnie

About Me

Writer. I write because I can't not write and even though writing is somewhat akin to placing your hand in a blender, I've always been attracted to the pretty splatter of blood on white tile, especially that shiny patina porcelin that so many 80s horror flick invoked to sacrifice the blonde cheerleading virgin. I'm not into so many bodily fluids. I think of it more like trying to get through the voices in your head to the one voice that is saying the thing you most think, the most true, the voice like a rapier on your shredded ego, the voice that's not so nice, not so sweet, not so mother-fucking TEXAN, but a little less than homicidal New Yorker. Yes, I hear voices in my head and some tell me to be nice and some tell me to eviscerate, so you're taking your chances when you speak to me, but with odds 50/50, it's better than Vegas and that trained Thai hooker who stole my mom's Discover card, but man, what a weekend and Quinn? gay, married guy out there? yes I do remember you and that weird labyrinth sex club thingy, and I'm totally sorry I was such an asshole when you needed a cuddle, but hey there were NASCAR boys turning left and some bleeding heart liberals in Boston who demanded money or they would smear the company's name all through the mud and Cape Cod isn't fun in the sun if we let people of color onto the golf course. You understand, of course.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

My latest interest is in a young New York literati, Benjamin Kunkel, who has some interesting things to say about modern dating and romance. Here's a quote for an interview with Salon.com last year:"Partly, a model of shopping has overtaken our experience of romance. Love, historically, has been associated with a sensation of destiny. It's very difficult for us to attain a sensation of destiny where love is concerned anymore, because we think we can always look for something better, which is essentially a shopper's mentality. There's no destiny when it comes to buying pants or shirts or a dress. There'll be the nicest thing you can afford this season. But then a new season will [bring] more attractive styles and you'll actually be able to afford something better. I think that tremendous passion that we feel other generations had and that we missed was attached to a sense of destiny, and of permanent love that would survive changes in station and opportunity and fortune."-Benjamin Kunkel, "Attack of the Listless Lads" by Rebecca Traister, salon.com, 9/20/2005
In a Past Life...
You Were: A Kind Poet.

Where You Lived: Japan.

How You Died: Suicide. Who Were You In a Past Life?
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You are The Moon

Hope, expectation, Bright promises.

The Moon is a card of magic and mystery - when prominent you know that nothing is as it seems, particularly when it concerns relationships. All logic is thrown out the window.

The Moon is all about visions and illusions, madness, genius and poetry. This is a card that has to do with sleep, and so with both dreams and nightmares. It is a scary card in that it warns that there might be hidden enemies, tricks and falsehoods. But it should also be remembered that this is a card of great creativity, of powerful magic, primal feelings and intuition. You may be going through a time of emotional and mental trial; if you have any past mental problems, you must be vigilant in taking your medication but avoid drugs or alcohol, as abuse of either will cause them irreparable damage. This time however, can also result in great creativity, psychic powers, visions and insight. You can and should trust your intuition.

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My Blog

A Day of Kisses-Birthday Invite

Heya, good lookin’!Well, it’s that time again. That annual hour of ritualized torture known as my birthday. After much thought and an extreme amount of procrastination (obvious from the ...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Mar 2008 17:04:00 GMT

Famous Like Paris

I'm not suite sure what I've been wanting to say, but it occurred to me just this afternoon that I really haven't written anything that wasn't for work or money in over six months. That seems wrong. ...
Posted by on Wed, 06 Feb 2008 14:12:00 GMT

Confessions of a Media Hoo-Or

So yesterday, my roommate was ever so gracious as to actually LEAVE the apartment and give me some time to myself. It's been a difficult transition with him getting a new job. For a whole year and a...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 08:00:00 GMT

Adultery Confession

So the guilt has been killing me and last night when you turned over in bed and wanted to snuggle, I knew it was time to confess...I've been cheating with you on my orginial blog, LiveJournal. Yes, I...
Posted by on Tue, 09 Jan 2007 06:47:00 GMT

Writing assignments

I'm kinda proud of myself and feeling the need to toot my own horn (hate, hate, hate that expression).  Apparently the editor at Good Life magazine likes my writing enough to offer me not only th...
Posted by on Wed, 08 Nov 2006 17:40:00 GMT

Hafiz- Crazy Beautiful Sufi Master

So, I ransomed my copy of  "The Gift" back from my aunt when I was last in NYC.  I love this poet; he makes me remember children, god, and things before the world trashed me out. Here's my f...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Oct 2006 08:51:00 GMT

Cancer & Capricorn

So late last night I realized that I must re-read Henry Miller's Tropic of Cancer and Tropic of Capricorn.  I last read them in my finale days in NYC and somehow reading about the sexual exploits...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Oct 2006 08:00:00 GMT