Over ten years ago I was signing up for an internet forum for the first time - a Nicole Kidman fan forum. (I was really loved her work then, and I loved Moulin Rouge.) "RedSatinDoll" popped into my head, and I think it's a play on one of the most famous costumes from the movie - the red satin dress ("smoldering temptress"). http://fashiondressphotos.blogspot.com/2011/08/red-dress-nicole-kidman-in-moulin-roug.html
the funny thing was, it wasn't my favorite costume from the movie but it's the most iconic and the combination of words just seemed right. And I've stuck with it ever since, with the exception of my long-neglected ff.net pseudonym. (I added the spacemarks to the LJ version because other people like beer_good_foamy do but went back to the original form, which I prefer, for A03.)
one of my English teachers said that writing a good paper was not about being right, but rather a good paper had an argument that was well supported by the evidence...but it could be any argument, as long as you could support it. It was a revelation.
Yes, very much so. And god knows I loved the library and loved research, so supporting my arguments was never a problem. A year ago I came across one of my college essay papers and the evidence was fine - it was the argument itself (and some of my conclusions) that made me wince. My self-esteem is a mess but god I came across as so freakin' arrogant. Yet as writers we need some of that (self-esteem and yes, even arrogance) to be able to write at all and believe it's worth letting other people read it.
The thing about songs is that they so often work without actually making sense, they're just like a smorgasbord of imagery and evocative language...
Of course. Instrumental music is an abstract art form - no language but a great deal of meaning(s), emotions, etc. Would Stairway to Heaven be as famous without the guitar licks? When I'm listening to the Moody Blues "Nights in White Satin" or "Tuesday Afternoon" I honestly don't care what the lyrics mean, I'm swept up and carried along by the music. (That was actually one of the propositions of Moulin Rouge - that Baz Luhrmann felt that the only way the heightened emotions could be fully conveyed was via music.)
Oh, the audience helps a lot, actually. For some reason, it was much more nerve-wracking to perform for just the teacher than to perform for the whole class. I really can't figure it out.
Because you felt you were being judged/evaluated? I think it's always more nerve-wracking in those instances. I watched a part of a documentary once about pastry chefs competing for the highest honors in France and some of them were terrified - and these were all very accomplished and experienced people in their field.
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Over ten years ago I was signing up for an internet forum for the first time - a Nicole Kidman fan forum. (I was really loved her work then, and I loved Moulin Rouge.) "RedSatinDoll" popped into my head, and I think it's a play on one of the most famous costumes from the movie - the red satin dress ("smoldering temptress"). http://fashiondressphotos.blogspot.com/2011/08/red-dress-nicole-kidman-in-moulin-roug.html
the funny thing was, it wasn't my favorite costume from the movie but it's the most iconic and the combination of words just seemed right. And I've stuck with it ever since, with the exception of my long-neglected ff.net pseudonym. (I added the spacemarks to the LJ version because other people like beer_good_foamy do but went back to the original form, which I prefer, for A03.)
one of my English teachers said that writing a good paper was not about being right, but rather a good paper had an argument that was well supported by the evidence...but it could be any argument, as long as you could support it. It was a revelation.
Yes, very much so. And god knows I loved the library and loved research, so supporting my arguments was never a problem. A year ago I came across one of my college essay papers and the evidence was fine - it was the argument itself (and some of my conclusions) that made me wince. My self-esteem is a mess but god I came across as so freakin' arrogant. Yet as writers we need some of that (self-esteem and yes, even arrogance) to be able to write at all and believe it's worth letting other people read it.
The thing about songs is that they so often work without actually making sense, they're just like a smorgasbord of imagery and evocative language...
Of course. Instrumental music is an abstract art form - no language but a great deal of meaning(s), emotions, etc. Would Stairway to Heaven be as famous without the guitar licks? When I'm listening to the Moody Blues "Nights in White Satin" or "Tuesday Afternoon" I honestly don't care what the lyrics mean, I'm swept up and carried along by the music. (That was actually one of the propositions of Moulin Rouge - that Baz Luhrmann felt that the only way the heightened emotions could be fully conveyed was via music.)
Oh, the audience helps a lot, actually. For some reason, it was much more nerve-wracking to perform for just the teacher than to perform for the whole class. I really can't figure it out.
Because you felt you were being judged/evaluated? I think it's always more nerve-wracking in those instances. I watched a part of a documentary once about pastry chefs competing for the highest honors in France and some of them were terrified - and these were all very accomplished and experienced people in their field.