ABOUT ME

About me: A work in progress
Part 6 April 10, 2008
So I am in my new place, have been for about a week.  Unfortunately the move did not go as smoothly as I might have liked but I am fortunate that my immediate needs were met more than adequately (i.e.)  I was given a new bed, leather recliner coach, and brand new LCD flat-screen tv by my generous and doting parents.  They have always provided all the big and little things I might need, although they loathe each other and each interaction they must have is one that involves so much pain, even though they split over 25 years ago.
I got sick during the move and was basically unable to move.  As I sit here and write this I am not so far from self awareness to know that my illness was a manifestation of my frustration with the move ( I hate moving and have completed 26 individual moves thus far), as well as a manipulation to have many things done for me, because “I just couldn’t deal.”  My mind and body get together and sort of know when to shut down and I see this as an unconscious ploy to shirk responsibility.  I no longer have to be conscious of this fact nor can I really control it, for I was in fact suffering from a fever and in a great deal of pain.  But I don’t trust myself sometimes and know that inside I really did not want to do any of this.  So I got sick, and see it as a regression, a childish response to responsibility and an old tactic I had used during other stressful or unpleasant times.
I NEED TO GROW UP.
Part 5 March 7, 2008
I am truly blessed to have met so many wonderful people through this blog, stumbleupon and other social media sites. Today is my birthday and the amount of people who took the time to wish me a happy b-day makes me feel like I am in the right place doing what I am meant to do. You all, in different ways encourage, inspire and motivate me and for that I am eternally grateful. This blog and all that has come with it, is so unexpected, rewarding and magical really. I want to thank everyone who takes the time to visit, read and comment. Know too that I am in awe of the writer’s who I have had the pleasure to read and follow. There are a few I want to mention for various reasons, some who were the first to connect with me and others who have become friends and who’s work I read without fail, like the groupie I am. So in no particular order here they are:
There are more I definitely forgot, but you know who you are. Veronica
Part 4 Feb. 29 2008

I had to write today because obviously it’s a leap year and it should be a holiday. Please if someone can explain to me why this phenomena occurs (so I don’t have to look it up myself) that would be great. I wanted to briefly address the not so wonderful aspects of technology. Please understand that I love technology and am watching Juno as I write this. Yet there are small glitches, minor avoidable but potentially lethal errors that can occur. I am sure you have experienced at least once the cell phone-dialing-accidentally (and this only happens when are talking about that person, and they hear everything). If you have been privy to this “techkarma” then you know it is a real SOB. With IM moving into it’s evolved state Skype and Meebo, which combine all of your IM’s into one, are very popular. They offer web chat, conferences, comp to comp calling and god knows what else. Well, when you have a phone chat on Skype you do your thing and then obviously hang up. Sometimes one party forgets. Because microphones are used and they pick up much better sound than, lets say a cell phone, the audio quality is rather impressive. So when I realized that there was a conversation going on in my computer, it took me a while to locate the glitch. Now normally I would then simply hang up, but this time I heard my name and well, would you hang up? So I listened and of course heard myself being spoken of in less than ideal expletives. My “friend” was just BSing with his buddy and probably high as a kite, no matter I was outraged. Friend no more, Skype erased, social media banned, unsubscibed to all feeds, defriended from all mutual sites and for good measure deleted reviews. I know it sounds so bitchy and harsh, but it was my only recourse in this world of Web 2.0 social media everything. No fight ensued, no angry IM’s exchanged, just cut off. The irony is since this person never actually read my work, he won’t even see this and know why he has become persona non grata. What I am sure of, is that he won’t care anyway. So the lesson for today is, make sure you hang up prior to bad mouthing, don’t pretend to be someone you are not, and be aware that the relationships you have over the Internet are tenuous at best.
Part 3 Feb. 5 2008
I am feeling nostalgic, rummaging through old photos and letting it all take me back to places in the past. Though, this is not a common practice for me, I indulge when the mood is right. Today is one of those days when I can’t quite get comfortable in my own skin. Tears are ready to flow, but I can’t make them come fast enough. When I really need a good cry I can watch House of Sand and Fog, the last twenty minutes are foolproof, they will make me bawl. Maybe I will just go on Stumbleupon and try to distract myself. Oh the melancholy…
Part 2 Feb.4 2008
Well, the ultimate underdog Giants just won the Superbowl against the cheating sore loser 18-1 season Patriots. I love a good ending, and that win I felt in my heart. Sports do that to me. I am strangely not competitive, rather I cheer for whoever wins. Tennis is one of my favorite sports to watch and with Roger Federer and Raphael Nadal and others, it is better than ever. I try to catch all the matches and as seen in the 2008 Australian open this is the year of the underdog. Both Federer and Nadal lost to a brilliant young Serbian named Joncovic, and I was glad, he deserved it, and Federer had to be dethroned by someone other than Nadal. Anyway even though my favorite players lost I loved the unpredictability. I think it’s a shame more women don’t watch sports. It is a very cathartic practice and it gets the heart racing, especially in the clutch moments of a tight battle.
Part I January 12, 2008
My name is Veronica Romm Ed.M and I am a fledgling writer, blogging for the first time here at wordpress. I was born in St. Petersburg, Russia in 1973 and my family bravely immigrated to the states in 1979. We arrived in Brooklyn, Brighton Beach to be precise, with all the other Russian immigrants hungry for the American Dream. Unfortunately the Cold War was still in full swing and my arrival was met with some rather harsh tormenting and teasing. Good news, it made me a stronger kid and taught me very quickly the ways of the world. Perhaps because of this early experience I am always rooting for the underdog, and am sensitive to injustice in all areas.
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Responses

Sweet!

I’d love to add it in my blog, to show to the people that there isn’t only hate in the world.

Nature knew it all, my friend… The Almighty… God…! Still He let it all happen, or did he make it happen?… Was it, so that it could all be questioned some day by some one, and minds are set to think…?

Mind is meant to be the birth place for so many things altogether; and that is what we writers are recognized for… thoughts crop up, we frame them into words. And this process always continues to persist…

Answers are a mystery!

Its nice to know about you. Good writing is hard to find. Keep it up!

Great idea for a poem! You speak your mind and stop some of us for a moment to think about what you are saying is relevant in our lives.
Poetry should do this and yours does.
Peace/~~michael

I’m so pleased that you stopped by to introduce yourself; this seems like my kind of place, likewise. *smile*

Hey Veronica,

I bit of Blogo-synchronicity, but I was just pledging my support to the Kassandra Project by filling out their application. I clicked the “Who is Kassandra” links and saw several of your comments. It is good to know that you appreciate them and your comments solidified my support of their goals. That is all :)

Came here via Stumble Upon. Like how you think. Keep the posts coming.

Great start! I will return in the future and see more. Welcome to the USA I am glad to have met you! ;-)

Hello Veronica,
I was directed to your blog by a friend on StumbleUpon. I have so far ( just got his recommendation) only had time to read “Goodbye Leningrad” and your “About Me” chapter.
Your tale of leaving your homeland truly moved me. Seen through the eyes of a little girl made it even more poignant. I can not imagine how the children in places like Iraq or Dafur are able to cope in our present day world. Your poem “Who Knew” is also very evocative of where we are today.
You are a wonderful writer, but even better you are a great story teller. I am definitely going to thank my SU friend (a great story teller as well!) for pointing out your blog. Please keep it up. I would love to read the rest of your story!

–With admiration, Christopher (MoltenSproket)

HELLO VERONICA
THAT WAS A WONDERFUL READ AND A EMOTIONAL JOURNEY…WELL DONE, WORDS ARE TO WEAK TO DEFINE HOW GOOD YOUR STORY WAS….GOOD LUCK AND GOD BLESS
BEST WISHES PEP

Hey Veronica,

I liked your previous graphic a lot. It reminded me of a vacuum tube amplifier with rainbow bulbs. The new one is ok, but it looks like a Tolkein landscape or something from Lord of the Rings. I dunno if you are going for the New-age mysticism feel, but if it works for you I am cool with it.

Dig, that was really weird. You and Kassandra posted a comment on my site at the exact same time. I knew there was some kinda weird synchronicity between the three of us. Inexplicable really, unless you understand the collective conscious and the minds ability to be reduced to particulate matter and channeled through space and time.

Dig, I remember CoE. I think they got sued by some kid’s parents for wrongful death. Kinda reminds me of the PMRC hearings in the 80’s when Ozzy, Judas Priest, AC/DC were murdering all the kids. Frank Zappa put them bitches in their place at the hearing.

I miss Frank. Check out his CNN Crossfire appearance on Youtube. He busts them old right-wing/nutjob/conservative/fascist/free-speech hating bastards up good. As always, thanks for stopping in. You are a true soldier to the hilt.

Hi,
I saw your information on the Ezinearticles.com site. I too am a writer, mostly in the area of mentoring basketball coaches. I spent 18 years as a Division I coach.
What advice do you have for me to get my work published as a free lance writer…..I really appreciate your time,

RB

Hi,
I read about your “friend” that you had to get rid of…That sucks and people like that suck! Oh well I like your writing’s here and will keep looking in the future.
Kevin(kevinfishes on Stumble)

Happy Birthday, Veronica!

I hope you had lots of cake and balloons and silly hats! Most of all I hope you know (and I suspect you do) how special you are to so many of us, your faithful friends and loyal readers. Keep writing, because you are touching lives of which you are not fully aware. Peace.

OMG! I almost missed your Birthday! Hope you had a GREAT day! Happy Birthday!

I know who gains the most in the friendship between Veronica and I, and it is me. I have rarely met such a giving and honest person. I am privileged just to have met her, and exceedingly happy that she saw fit to mention me. I should have baked her a cake. ;o)

Kermit

A journal on your site , pretty cool.

Thanks for the props Veronica. I am also an astrological double fish (3/12). I look forward to your writing as do many others.

You’ve been reading to many: DEA tills the garden for Dad/Sheriffs Dept Splits wood for neighbor Posts. Get yer lazy butt in gear girl !
ie:Manipulative

Best wishes with your new place…
Think of me when you burn Cinnamon… ;)

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