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An Ode to Tim Curry: This was a Buzzfeed-style blog post dedicated to one of my favorite actors, Tim Curry.

I highly enjoy Tim Curry. I really can not understand why I love him so much. Maybe it is because all the characters he has played are so classic. Maybe it’s that distinct voice of his. I really can not put my finger on it… but he continues to win my affection again and again. So I thought I would honor him. Give him an ode for all the fine entertaining he has brought to the world over the past several decades.

Let’s start from his humble beginnings…

It all started in the late 1960’s when he was casted in the original, London Cast, Hair. A musical that is outdated now, but still quite wonderful. Plus they all come out naked at the end of the first act. So that always keeps things a little interesting, right?

Here we have young Tim Curry. At the tender age of 23 discussing Hair.

It was while working on Hair, the Curry met the man, Richard O’Brien, that would place him in one of the most iconic roles of all time…

Rocky Horror Picture Show. In this fine piece cult cinematography, Curry takes of the role of Dr. Frank N. Furter, a mad scientist/transvestite. This role launched his career.

He continued to play this role also on broadway until 1975, in London, LA, and NY.

While Rocky Horror Picture Show was a major success, he went on to play many other roles in the theatre realm…

Here he is play in the original cast playing Wolfgang Amadeus Motzart, in Amadeus… Also mind you that is Ian Mckellan next to him… eehm, LOTR’s Gandalf. He also starred in Travesties, The Pirates of Penzance, Me and My Girl, My Favorite Year, Monty Python’s Spamalot, What About Dick?, numerous plays with the Royal National Theatre, and many other productions!

Exciting, right? Well his roles would continued to be nothing but sheer glory in the movie industry…

While I would love to go through each and every role, this post would probably take light years to get through… so I’ll stick to some of his most popular roles.

He played the bad guy, Rooster Hannigan, in 1982’s Annie.

Wadsworth, the butler in 1985’s Clue. A personal favorite!

in 1990, he was in The Hunt for Red October as Dr. Petrov.

What a nice picture.

THEN THIS HAPPENED.

That same year he made the transformation to Pennywise the Dancing Clown. He terrified and ate children in the ABC miniseries It. Don’t worry, Pennywise was destroyed in the end.

JUST KIDDING.

Soon he became part of one of the most popular christmas franchise, Home Alone. He had the role of the the concierge in Home Alone 2: Lost in New York.

Skip ahead nearly a decade and he made appearances in a variety of movies such as Scary Movie 2 and Kinsey, the biopic of Alfred Kinsey.

Now when I ask a person my age if they know who Tim Curry is they say no. I’ll bring up Home Alone or Rocky Horror Picture Show, and some of them sort of remember. Contrary to their belief, they are quite familiar to Tim Curry. Especially his voice. For he was the man behind many of our favorite cartoon characters.

Nigel Thornberry

Rex Pester in The Rugrats Movie.

Then so many other more!

Here is to Tim Curry. What a international treasure.

I hope after reading this post, he now holds a special place in your heart as he does in mine.

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A day in the life of a small blogger: This was more of a creative writing post. The title is pretty self explanatory. This post really allowed me to share my voice, this was one of my first posts that really had a reflection of myself as a writer.

You know, blogging can be incredibly discouraging at first.

I mean, you put a great amount of time into publishing a post, you know?

First you go through the struggle of deciding what to write about. Sometimes it comes easier than others, but generally not so much. Then you slave over your computer and exert a great amount of energy into writing fabulous content. But some days you lack flow and inspiration, and thus, discouragement begins.

Then not only do you have the pressure to have bomb content, but amazing pictures. So you whip out the DSLR expecting glorious shots. But you just can’t seem to get one damn decent picture. After a lengthy amount of frustration, you compromise with VSCOcam. Thank God for filters. You upload your pictures and organize your blog post, mostly likely add some tags and bam, ready for the publish button. However in the midst of hovering over the button, you get this rush of doubt.

Quickly you question your last couple hours.

What if nobody will read it? Can they even relate to it? Will somebody comment, unlike the last post? Is this even my style of writing style?! The anxiety runs high, but you decide to click publish and then view you blog. You read it once more through. Slightly mediocre, but you then you walk away trying to calm yourself from all the build up of emotions, while you wait for a few stats.

Maybe a few hours go by and your beyond eager to see if people care what you have to say. You go straight to audiences to see where and how many readers you have. You scroll your eyes down the page… United States: 3

Three. A mere three people read what I had slaved over for hours. “This is some sick cruel world”, I think to myself. “I’m giving up. Too much time and love put in to be let down like this.”

But then my eyes scroll a little further. Turkey: 29

Holy man. Quickly I start cheesin’. This is amazing. Twenty-nine glorious human beings over in Turkey care what I have to say. While I am completely overjoyed of the increase of people reading my blog, I get a twinge of guilt.

My original goal of creating a blog flashes through my mind. To write and expand my horizons as a writer. I sometimes become too caught up in the views that I lose my own voice. I forget who I originally started writing for and why.

No wonder I “slave” and lose interest in blogging. I write for others which makes my goal foggy because I’ve become so focused on views and followers.

I sigh, shake my head, and stare at the screen for a moment. Inside I feel the emotions flowing through. That’s when an idea hits me. An idea all my own. So raw. So real. So, my voice. Quickly I start writing a new post. My fingers typing away as if I were Bruce Almighty. Not too long later, it is finished. Without a doubt I publish the post and once again view my blog.

There she is in all her glory. Suddenly you become overjoyed with self satisfaction. You smile and read your post eight more times because it’s THAT GOOD. Just kidding. It just becomes so satisfying to hear your own voice finally come through. I mean that is what blogging is about, after all.

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Finding Some Inner Peace: This post was more serious. I reached inside myself to share some thoughts and my gratitude, this was my first post expressing a serious issue.

Last week I was very flustered with my life. I started to think about internships, resumes, studying abroad, finding a job, my classes, and relationships. It was too much. I had no motivation and felt nearly empty and drained. It was an incredibly oppressing feeling. The anxiety was about to reinstate itself, and that thought all on its own was terrifying.

But over these last couple of days, I really started to focus on myself again, reevaluate, and create some goals and push myself in a positive direction. Not goals of what I need to do with my life… but goals of who I want to become. My ultimate goal is simple: to be the most understanding and compassionate person I can be. Then I have other goals that will help advance me to that peaceful and happy state. With that said, I have found some inner peace and have began to focus on the small things and live in the now rather than focus on the big picture. A concept that is quite simple, but easily forgotten. Now, I have had some time to really focus on myself, get in touch with my spirit again, and set my priorities straight of what would really bring me happiness. I understand this blog is about communication, so this is me communicating to others about mental illness and inner peace. Before you focus on any project or opportunity, you have to focus on your soul. This is so often ignored and overlooked…

“The best thing you’ve ever done for me
is to help me take my life less seriously.
It’s only life after all.”

— Closer to Fine- Indigo Girls.

So as a result, over the last day or so I got a rush a gratitude and thought it would be a splendid idea to share some of the simple joys that I have been blessed to experience everyday!

1. Any cup of tea that I happen to make. Never fails to satisfy the soul and body.

2. Riding my bike to class being able to feel the crisp air in my lungs, witness the change of colors, and inhaling the smell of changing seasons.

3. The satisfaction of getting up early in the morning and setting the tone for the rest of the day.

4. The internet. Okay I know that sounds pathetic. But I have been reading and discovering more about a vegan diet and follow some pretty inspiring people on Tumblr. The key is to limit that time spent.

5. Texts from my mom who is currently traveling in Ireland.

6. Classic rock. It feeds my soul when nothing else can.

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