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Who is KR?

9/19/2015

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Upon scrolling around my website and sorting through my blog drafts, I found myself stuck on this one. Who is KR?

KR is actually a nickname given to me by my dad when I was a little girl, but the question currently seems suspended--hovering without a definite answer. 

Nothing like a good old fashioned mid-thirties identity crisis to cap off your night. I'm such a cliche. 

I think identity crises are much more productive in your twenties. At least then you have the energy and naiveté to believe in change. To actually create change. To improve.  

Okay, I'm not really that much of a downer, but I'm really, really tired. It's not even 10:00 at night and I'm already considering heading to bed. The reality is, though, I'm tired almost all the time. And, because of that, my mind is perpetually unclear. 

That's how I find myself turning question marks into actual questions. 

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I'm currently trying to work on a project, and this is when I tend to distract myself the most, typically with inane bullshit.

Sometimes I just get in my head and rattle things around, hoping to make enough noise to wake myself up. But all that ends up happening is that I get flustered and overwhelmed with too many thoughts and I shut down. 

Either that, or I watch a few episodes of The X-Files or True Blood, gap out on Twitter or Etsy or, if I'm at least partially coherent, I'll sit in bed and read. 

Maybe going to bed early isn't such a bad idea after all. I can sense my negative voice trying get a word in here and there and I'm really not into listening.

Perhaps tomorrow will bring clarity but, if not, that's okay. I know for sure that it will bring coffee. 

 



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Some Words on Wes. 

9/3/2015

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In this post, you will find images from some of my favourite Craven films, films that truly helped shape my character and continue to inspire me. 
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A few days ago, we lost a giant. I lost a giant. Someone who has had an enormous influence on my life. Horror legend, Wes Craven.

From a young age, I was infatuated with the weird--the macabre. From serial killers to aliens, I was constantly surrounded by disturbing and/or gruesome imagery that excited me to no end. 

I grew attached to villains, and valued these characters so much in film, television and print. If you asked my mother who my favourite character from childhood was she would likely say, without much thought, Freddy Krueger. 

I was no stranger to horror movies, as my parents didn't believe in censorship, so I came across Freddy at a very young age. 
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To me, Freddy Krueger was special. I felt incredibly attached to him, and would root for him as a child, "Come on, Freddy, get them!" I found, and still find him to be incredibly witty and charming. A child killer with wit and charm. Who could create such a character? Wes Craven, that's who. He had this knack for designing creepy characters who somehow win over the hearts of moviegoers. That is not an easy task, my friends. Not only was he able to create endearing psychos, but he ended up churning out cult franchises; he built empires. Freddy and Ghostface (from the Scream franchise) are, to this day, two of the most popular villains in cinema, and also two of the most popular Halloween costumes year after year. 
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Popularity aside, Wes was a genius. He had the ability to scare you so badly that you're afraid to look, yet excite you so much that you cannot bare to turn away. Perfect example: The Last House on the Left. 

Last House is a vicious film. Absolutely relentless in its violence and brutality. I was so upset when I first watched it that I had trouble sleeping. I highly recommend it. 


I will leave you with two of my favourites--Freddy and Wes. Both unforgettable. It may seem weird, but this was a very difficult post for me to write. I am absolutely heartbroken. Wes Craven and his films have truly touched my life in a profound way. As a little girl, watching his films made me feel like I wasn't all that weird. Like I really did have a place where I belonged. He and his films will remain with me for an eternity. For you, Wes, I vow to never sleep again. Unless, of course, Freddy wants to meet me. 
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    It Hatched...

    I'm finally doing it--pulling my insides out and splattering them around for all to see. Here we go!

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