Friday, 18 December 2009
You never know…
So I said “what’s going on? You seemed pissed.” Now, if you know me this straight up talk with a stranger is not surprising. The woman said “you’re the first person who has cared enough to ask.” I pointed no one with any sense prods a tiger in a cage…unless it’s me…and also that she had a really sharp needle and my arm in her keeping and I felt I had the right to ask her what the hell was up. Do you know what the problem was? She sprayed hairspray in her eye before work and she was in pain. I could see her eye was pretty red and sore looking. I mentioned it was an excellent time to be involved in the task of finding and skewering veins. She said ‘I just stab and hope for the best.’ I got a lollipop because I ‘cared enough to ask’. She added she planned on scaring everyone for the rest of the day until her eye got better. I said mention the ‘stab and hope for the best’ thing as it was most excellent and scary.
My point? Why don’t we just stop and ask people what’s wrong if there appears to be a problem? Or is it we don’t give a crap about anyone else? There is usually a simple answer to everything and occasionally we have to step outside the square and ask.
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Tuesday, 20 May 2008
On my high horse...
I mentioned on Sunday I believe, that I was detrashy-fying (and no, that is the correct spelling - I made the word up therefore it's my spelling) a book - a ménage novella - to send a publisher. Originally the novella, called Male Me, was destined for another publisher but I was not happy with it so I let it sit for a while until inspiration hit me. I can be as trashy as the next person but I wanted it to be better than it was. It was, as we say in the Jones family - all arse and no class - literally. It still has much arse (or ass) but not in such trashy proportions. Anyway I banged it off to Resplendence Publishing on Sunday and they shot back with an offer of a contract for Male Me. Excellent. Sometimes it's better to bide your time. Who is Resplendence Publishing? Click here to check 'em out. No, I still will be writing for Ellora’s Cave as they are a excellent mob to work with. What's Male Me about? Well I am yet to write a blurb but its one woman who meets two men who are buddies (not bisexual) who enjoy sharing the one woman. Lucky her…that is, if I was into ménage and I'm not….not that there's anything wrong with that as they would say on Seinfeld. But the most French thing I will indulge in is croissants or crème brulee or Moet…ooh la la… passez vous le plonk et beaucoup croissants avec side order de la crème brulee s'il vous plait. Yes, I speak French like a native…of Australia.

Someone said something to me this morning that annoyed me. It was to do with their belief that I was into ‘non commitment’. All this because I said let’s back off from doing something. This person is an acquaintance and it’s always tricky to word something in an email at the best of times let alone to someone you really don’t know and cannot see. I always think ‘how am I going to word this?’ With people you know and trust implicitly it’s different. You can just say things and they get it because they know you. I think it comes down to levels of trust. While I give my opinions freely on the blog and in life, I’m not about to tell people I barely know everything about me. That would be crazy, right? Do you do that? No, of course not. If you do then I personally think you have other issues to do with need. My opinion, of course. Commitment to me comes down to trust. Maybe some people consider not divulging all as ‘non commitment.’ That’s their belief. I respect that but they also have to respect that I do not feel obligated to the same needs they have. What is commitment anyway? To me it means that you are 100% behind someone or something, that you have a total belief in them or it. Sure, maybe I am non-committal to some. But trust to me is hard won and unbreakable when secured. So, there it is. I am a human being and I disappointed someone. That’s what humans do. I am never going to measure up to all nor do I expect or want to. Okay, vent over.


I have been listening to my Evita CD is the car. Yeah, the one with Madonna and the luscious Antonio. Hmm, yum… anyway, I like the movie and the music and I have always thought Eva Peron was a fascinating woman. I read a couple of books on her in the past. She was ambitious. She was greedy. She was unrealistic. But the thing is I admired her. I defy anyone to come from a dirt poor background and not be any of these things. Let's face it, power when you have none is like a fairytale come true. I personally believed she dragged Peron’s arse to the top and he was never the same after she died. While she had an ardent desire to help the 'shirtless ones' of which she had grown up amongst, she really didn’t have a clue about how to do it other than dealing in granting wishes and relying on fairytale logic. And yet what an amazing woman she was.
Another interesting woman I have been reading about is Marie Antoinette. In some ways similar to Eva due to the fact she was a product of her environment. How on earth did they expect to a ridiculously pampered child to go to France and be a queen without stuffing it up? How

So, all over the place today with the blog but life is like that isn’t it? Please go check out Anny’s blog where she is more Zen and logical for a moments breathing space – and remember author Barbara Huffert had a brand spanking new book…okay, I haven’t read it yet so not sure if there is spanking in it... but check it out here.
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