Coming to Terms...: This Means a Lot To Me...

Friday, October 21, 2005

This Means a Lot To Me...

THE OFFICIAL NOMINEES -- PART ONE

Here are the official nominees for the 2005 Vivi Awards, as certified from general submission votes by the Vivi Awards Executive Committee.

BEST POLITICAL JOURNAL:
Coming to Terms... mlraminiak
De Profundis - musenla
Perish the Thought - gullspirit
Republican Jen - republicanjen
Un-Common Sense - armandt
the wizard of ahs - anarchitek

Thank you. I am honored. Surprised. Humbled. Lisa :-]

23 comments:

AnonymousOctober 21, 2005 at 11:01 PM
You are an exceptional writer --- You certainly deserve the recognition.

Congratulations!

http://journals.aol.com/gullspirit/PerishTheThought/
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AnonymousOctober 22, 2005 at 5:21 AM
And it's about damn time you got some recognition for the excellent writing you do here. I'm proud of you and proud of the community for recognizing you.
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AnonymousOctober 22, 2005 at 7:53 AM
Congratulations!!!!
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AnonymousOctober 22, 2005 at 8:17 AM
A well deserved nomination! Congrats and Best of Luck! You are awesome! I have learned so much by reading your political entries. Hugs, Lisa
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AnonymousOctober 22, 2005 at 9:50 AM
Lisa,

Congratulations! I kept seeing refrences to the Vivi Awards and I just figured it was like the Oscars or the Music Awards or something. I don't watch TV and just figured it was some awards show I didn't know about. Finally today I realized it was a journal award. I was out of the loop!

Is it too late to vote?

dave
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AnonymousOctober 22, 2005 at 10:48 AM
Congratulations!

Jackie
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AnonymousOctober 22, 2005 at 11:33 AM
Lisa....

You are my friend, even IF you talk about all that political stuff. LOL

(Thought that would make you laugh.)

All my love and congrats!
Christina

I am not leaving you my link...come find me. :)
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AnonymousOctober 22, 2005 at 11:40 AM
Congrats!

V
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AnonymousOctober 22, 2005 at 12:00 PM
Congratulations! You certainly deserve the honor. Pennie
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AnonymousOctober 22, 2005 at 4:41 PM
Congratulations Lisa!
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AnonymousOctober 23, 2005 at 6:27 AM
Congratulations on the ViVi nomination!!

~~ jennifer
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AnonymousOctober 23, 2005 at 9:17 AM
yours is not only one of the most thought-provoking political journals ... it is easily one of the most thought-provoking journals PERIOD.
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AnonymousOctober 23, 2005 at 10:05 AM
Congratulations on your nomination in the Vivi awards and very good luck to you. I only found your journal because of the nominations listings

http://journals.aol.co.uk/jeanno43/Family/
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AnonymousOctober 23, 2005 at 3:58 PM
Congrats on the VIVA nomination. Good Luck!

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AnonymousOctober 24, 2005 at 12:25 PM
Clapping! Congrats on your Vivi nomination!

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AnonymousOctober 24, 2005 at 2:32 PM
Hi Lisa-
You for sure have my vote hands down! This award has your talent and name written all over it.

My prayers and thoughts are with you on this one my friend.

Gayla
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AnonymousOctober 24, 2005 at 3:12 PM
Congratulations! It is well deserved. Pennie
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AnonymousOctober 24, 2005 at 10:32 PM
Congrats, Lisa!
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AnonymousOctober 25, 2005 at 3:44 AM
Congratulations, Lisa, and good luck!

:)

Judi
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AnonymousOctober 28, 2005 at 4:02 PM
Congrats, Lisa! I know it means a lot. :)
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AnonymousOctober 29, 2005 at 8:20 AM
Well..you know who I am voting for. Very well deserved! :-) ---Robbie
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AnonymousOctober 29, 2005 at 6:24 PM
I nominated you and I will for damn sure vote for you!
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AnonymousNovember 2, 2005 at 8:31 PM
Congratulations on the ViVi nominations..and goodluck on ViVi awards.
Gem :-)
http://journals.aol.com/libragem007/JournallyYours
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Where I'm From

I am from station wagons, from kool-aid and turf-builder.
I am from the three bedroom, one bath ticky-tacky box
with the swath of weedy lawn; from lightning bugs,
June bugs, and mosquitoes the size of small birds.

From nights near as hot as the days,
spread-eagled on sticky sheets
crickets creaking, horns honking,
trains rumbling and whistling in the distance…

I am from snow to the eaves, jewel-studded ice storms
and green-black thunderstorms with sideways rain.
I am from bright red tulips, honeysuckle berries,
and worms on the driveway after a cloudburst;
from daisies, tiny wild strawberries, “Queen Anne’s Lace”
and crashing the kite into power lines.

I am from “Look what followed me home from school”
and never having too many animals. From Taffy and Rusty
and Sunny, the yellow headed parakeet, who could say
“Happy Birthday” but only when he thought
no one was listening…

I am from the women who shuttle the carpool,
punch the clock, scrub the toilet,
then climb into the bottle, the herb
or the fantasy to quiet the noise in their heads
and the men they choose to rescue
or who choose to rescue them.

From “When you meet the right one, you’ll just know”
and “Your dad was a virgin when we were married…”
I am from the dutiful eldest daughter who paired off
home made and pro-created at the appointed time,
and the other four who didn’t.

I am from the tearful Catholic and the stoic agnostic;
the rope stretched taut between belief and unbelief,
pulled one direction, then the other…
the eternal tug of war never won.

I’m from pioneers of urban exile; before the country clubs and the soccer and the Rolls Royces.
I’m from the first McDonald’s and the last Tastee Freez.

I am from the great moldering box in the upstairs closet;
roaring twenties sepias stacked on
shiny square instamatic shots, discoloring with age.
I am from the five stair-steps, the Christmas trees, the campfires,
and the blurred mountains captured from a moving car.

I am from the unlikely union of a country boy and a city girl,
brought together by Hitler and Hirohito;
and the neighborhood of compromise
that kept them both sane…almost.

On Where We're Destined to Go...

As for life, I'm humbled,
I'm without words
sufficient to say
how it has been hard as flint,
and soft as a spring pond,both of these
and over and over,
and long pale afternoons besides,
and so many mysteries
beautiful as eggs in a nest,
still unhatched though warm and watched over
by something I have never seen
-a tree angel, perhaps,or a ghost of holiness.

Every day I walk out into the world
to be dazzled,
then to be reflective.
It suffices, it is all comfort -
along with human love,
dog love, water love, little-serpent love,sunburst love,
or love for that smallest of birds
flying among the scarlet flowers.

There is hardly time to think about
stopping, and lying down at last
to the long afterlife, to the tenderness
yet to come, when time will brim over the singular pond, and become forever,
and we will pretend to melt away into the leaves.

As for death,
I can't wait to be the hummingbird,
can you?

Mary Oliver

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