Words Without Sound

2008/06/02

Its Complicated, Denise Richards

Filed under: Reality Tv — Nikki @ 4:43 pm
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 Last night’s episode (1 June) focused on Denise trying to stop cussing so much and her fight with the tabloid.  Actually, she’s supposed stop cussing all together, but with that stable boy mouth of hers, I choose to say “stop cussing so much.”  Hey, I have a stable boy’s mouth as well and I can only hope for not cussing so much as well, but damnit, I just can’t help it.  Ok, I’m fine now.  I can move on.

With regards to her cussing she wanted to do a “swear jar” type thing, but her father thought it best to do a “shoe” thing, meaning, that each time she cussed she would have to donate a pair of her shoes to charity.  Denise, loving her shoes the way she does, thought that would help her cussing problem…but it didn’t.  Denise showed her collection of shoes and by mid show, she had donated about 14 pairs of shoes.  I think it was 14…it could have been more, or it could have been less.  Hell, I don’t know.  I just know that her and her father were walking to a Goodwill Store with shoes in hand to donate.  Denise pulled out a pair she said she hadn’t even worn yet.  Upon walking out the store, Denise proceeded to cuss again.  Keep on imitating a stable boy, Denise, you soon will be Wilma Flinstone and walking around with no shoes at all on.

The other issue of the show was her battle with the tabloids and how she feels they have unjustly attacked her and lied about and on her.  She decided to confront one of the tabloid writers (Elysia I believe her name was).  Denise did said her publicist would probably disagree with her doing this, but she felt she had to.

Denise was basically asking the tabloid writer why she would write such fabricated stuff and Elysia stated that all of it is not false and it’s Denise who is giving this information out.  Denise said that what is being said in a courtroom and then being released to the public she has not control over.  She stated that its up to the judge if the court hearings are sealed or not.  Well, Elysia was not buying it and felt the need to get on Denise and blame Denise for all the tabloid writings.  Denise had smoke coming out of her ears and when Elysia got a phone call and was rude enough to answer the phone and hold a conversation with the person on the other end, Denise left the room for a bit.  Upon returning, Denise laid into Elyisa and before leaving the room called her a F*cking C*nt.  You go girl!!!!!!!!

Afterwards, Denise thought it was best to do an all out interview with one of the reputable magazines out there.  She called her publicist and the magazine chosen was Redbook.  The interview was conducted by Lori Berger.

I personally feel that Denise doing an all out interview was a good decision but like Tears for Fears said in Bad Man’s Song, “But mind over matter won’t you stop all your chatter.”  I feel that no matter what Denise says or do, it won’t change people’s minds about her because people are inclined to believe what has been written as being the truth and that Denise doing an all out interview is her way of covering up the “real” truth.

I have to admit, I used to follow celebrity gossip back in the day, but it has become quite boring and mostly, FALSE INFORMATION!  Celebrity writers only write what they feel will make them a buck and the magazine sell and dirt sells.  If the magazines were to write that Denise Richards gave away 14 pairs of her designer shoes to charity for S and G’s, no one would read about it nor care.  But if the magazine writes, Denise Richards had to sell 14 pair of her designer shoes to make ends meet, then people would be all over it, and its sad.

Granted being in the spotlight does have its price, but what is the price of the writers who fabricate stories to make a buck. 

As a freelance writer myself, I make it a habit to write the truth.  When I am conducting interviews, I use a tape-recorder and my articles are written in the Q / A fashion for I do not want to misconstrued the words of another.  If I am not sure of the information, I contact the interviewee to get the correct quote. The ramifications of misinformation may cause unintentional ill-will harm to the interviewee and black marks on my conscious.  Should such a falsification present itself, I will make every effort to correct it and provide a heart felt apology to the interviewee.  Which I have had to do.

My job as a writer is to write the truth.  Not as I see the truth, but as the truth is being told by others.  Should the truth of others not be the truth, then they are held responsible for their own actions.

“The only thing worse than being talked about, is not being talked about.” Oscar Wilde

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Excerpt from An Enigma of Trust

Filed under: Poetry — Nikki @ 1:05 am
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My Unclad Tongue

I placed trust upon my unclad tongue
and tasted the bitterness it holds.
Is anyone with me?
Tomorrow’s memories
became tunes for bears to dance to.
Is anyone with me?
I stopped the music onece
to listen to the words
and misinterpreted the winds of war
for honesty.
My mute soul saw through
the veil of duplicity.
Is anyone with me?
The seascape has now changed colors
and I have changed avenues.
You are a sycophant
and I am effigy.
Trust is extinct
and so are you.

______

Mountains of Persuasions

Mountains of persuasions
are pushing me over there.
Are you listening
Do you care?
I’m being told I have to
let go of the brass ring.
I can’t.
Is anyone listening?
I thought this area was mine,
but the deeds were in
someone else’s name.
I want to buy them out,
but can’t.
I’m broke.
Not only in money
but also
in spirit.

______

I Watched Yesterday

I watched yesterday take my hand
as tomorrow slowly crept
out the backdoor.
Are you with me?
Do you care?
I displayed all my emotions for you
only to have you use them
as a walkway to your
gratifications.
We did come to a mutual agreement
as I went my seperate way.
When you saw me waving
it wasn’t a call for help
(although you didn’t offer any)
it was a call for farewell.
The kiss I gave
was not that of passion
but of rememberence.
Will you remember me?
Or have I already
become another page
in your diary?

 

 

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Excerpts from And No One Left A Key

Filed under: Poetry, Uncategorized — Nikki @ 12:58 am
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And No One Left A Key

Two rooms to choose from.
One for words
One for tears.
The admiration for each caused
a unification of the masses.
However,
the locks were changed
and no one left a key.

______

Crucified Sentences

Crucified sentences
written with a trembling pen.
The paper cried in pain
as the words were being carved
upon its soul.
Yesterday took in all that was said
and tried to pass it on to tomorrow
but tomorrow
would not listen
and that act
has caused
a gaping wound
to be permanently fixed
upon my distilled soul.

______

Shake My Hand Once More

Shake my hand once more
for I didn’t feel the betrayal
in the beginning
as I do now.
Show me sincerity once more
for I didn’t see its disguise
in the beginning
Tell me about honesty once more
for I didn’t hear its lies
in the beginning.
And then
Cradle me in friendship once more
for I didn’t feel its blades
in the beginning
as I do now.

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