Welcome to the new and improved Classic Ruby!!…what?…you mean, nothings changed at all? NOTHING?? Damn…well…I guess that first sentence is kinda misleading then lol. But, really, perhaps something HAS changed. Maybe I have. For a long time, I’ve tried desperately to relaunch this blog, and quite frankly the only reason I haven’t is because I couldn’t come up with one damned interesting thing to write about. Sure, lots has gone on in the world…Anyone hear the rumour that Osama is dead?…but really…who cares? Yesterday’s news is kinda like sliced bread: it was phenomenal when it was first brought to light, but now (more…)
Category: Classic Contemplations
The Misunderstanding: Part 2
Finally, part two has arrived. Sorry for the week long delay, but I hope it ends up being well worth the wait! Enjoy! If you missed part one, you can catch it here.
The food court comes into view. In fact, I realize I’m a lot closer than I had noticed. Too close. I cant get the thoughts out of my mind. Forget the strip club. That wasn’t the biggest problem, the biggest lie, the biggest betrayal. I think about this for what seems an eternity, although I don’t seem to get much closer to the food court. I can’t, I suddenly realize. I cant let her know, Ive just got to stop. I’ll stop everything. If she gives me a chance, I’ll be true to her. I make the vow to myself silently, but I know I mean it.
At least I think I do. It’s hard to determine what thoughts cross your mind because you mean them, and what thoughts only occur to you because you’re (more…)
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The Misunderstanding: Part 1
That’s right guys and dolls, it’s time for another exhilirating Classic Ruby original short story…or at least the first part of one. I hope you enjoy this one! Let me know what you think guys….and here it goes!!!!
The Misunderstanding
A Classic Ruby Original
The noise in the mall begins to choke me, and for a moment I am tempted to turn around and leave. But there is already a small crowd forming behind me, and I can hear an impatient voice yell out hey buddy, get movin! which I know is directed at me. Tentatively, I take a few steps into the mall and almost collapse with relief when my existence doesnt immediately end, all the matter that composes my body continuously folding inward on itself until not even a speck remains. The sights and sounds assault my senses, but I propel myself into the masses anyway, feeling like a sheep being herded into the slaughterhouse surrounded by their fellow ignorant peers. I cant believe I’ve agreed to this, and I want to call it all off, say Ive come down with something, but the noise, the noise, the noise, shed hear it and then shed know I was lying.
Besides, Im already on my way, theres no turning back now. I begin to run through what Im going to say to her. Do I tell her Im sorry right away? Do I wait for her to ream me out? Do I justify myself, tell her that I want to go to counseling? My God, so many decisions so little time. I find myself in front of (more…)
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Days Like This: Part 2
For those of you who missed the first part last week you can check it out here. Don’t worry, I’m not gonna give a long preamble or anything since I know you’ve been just dying to get back up in it! 😉 I’ll start y’all off on the paragraph we left off on just as a wee refresher. Enjoy!
She saw blood in the middle of the room, unmistakable in its colour and consistency. Even from here. She looked frantically at her hands, her arms, her legs, her stomach. She felt around her back, but still nothing. She decided that it must have been her husbands. But why did he fly into a rage this time? That man could be so irrational when he was mad, flying off the handle, getting drunk and then trashing their home. They had had to move three times since John had lost his job, because the neighbours would complain and eventually theyd get evicted. God, sometimes she just couldnt stand him. There was a big difference between being in love with someone and simply loving them. She had never been in love with John, that she was sure of. And, although she is not sure (more…)
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Days Like This: Part 1
Here is another Classic Ruby original short story. Only the twist is that I’m only giving you guys half of the story this week. If you wanna know how it ends, you’ll have to tune in next week Wednesday to find out. But without further ado, I present to you:
Days Like This
By: Classic Ruby
She watched listlessly as droplets of wine ran lazily down the wall and finally settled on the wooden floor, creating a pool for the jagged bits of crystal collected there. She had replayed the night over and over in her mind, analyzed it from every angle, trying desperately to recreate the situation so that it didnt end in this way, but to no avail. Suddenly, it occurred to her that she was still curled into a ball in the corner. She didnt know how long she had been there, in exactly that position, but she assumed that she hadnt moved since coming to rest there. She felt the cramping in her legs and stretched them out, grimacing with pain. It seemed she was destined to live in a world of agony. Exhaustion caused her (more…)
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Sumthin' Wicked This Way Comes: Innocence Lost
I suggest before reading this post that you press play on the video, and let the speakers fill your mind with the stream of consciousness music that I had playing in the background while writing these contemplations. Take it slow, relax, let it all in: the vibe from the music, and not just the words but the messages embedded within. Let each thought, each memory, each piece of imagery take you to another place, in another time…if only for the few minutes it takes you to read it. I’m taking Classic Contemplations to a whole new level…it is meant to arouse all of your senses. Let it in. I hope it’s an uplifting experience for you. It was for me. (more…)
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Classic Ruby's Guest Appearance on The Imperfect Enjoyment Blog
Classic Ruby has finally made it to the top!! I have graciously obliged Dewan Gibson, Author of The Imperfect Enjoyment (book review coming soon) and submitted a guest blog post which was collaborated with several other extremely talented bloggers/authors (including Dewan’s as-usual hilarious two cents), peppered with relevant and diverse music video footage, and made into one mammoth collection of fatasticism!
Those of you who already have me on Twitter or Facebook I’m sure have already spent at least hours gazing in amazement at the awesomeness, but for those of you who have yet to have the pleasure (what are you waiting for, silly people, join in on the Twitter and Facebook Classic Ruby Train already!! lol) I thought I would provide the link to the splendiferous article.
As this is my first ever in life guest blog (and boy was I terrified as hell about it…I spent at least 55 hours agonizing over what in the WORLD to write that wouldn’t make me sound amateur and pathetic when compared to the professionals, when my only guidance was “This might be something long-term if…” That’s it. Like, seriously? OK, we all know I need to be hand-held through ANY assignment…I don’t know how I managed to make it out alive, but somehow it got done :-p) please be nice while mentally evaluating me!
Seriously, check it out though, cause Mr. Gibson did a fantabulous job! (yes, I am in the mood for wonderful little nonsense words. So sue me! LOL…)
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Classic Contemplations: On Doctors
Why is it that people always think the worst of each other? Why is it that we can’t look at people and assume positive attributes before we automatically jump to negative conclusions? And I’m not just talking about peer relationships here: Why is it that when I go in to the doctor he wants to assume that either I am a hypochondriac, a liar trying to pull a fast one, or a drug addict trying to get high, before it ever occurs to him to look at me as though I am actually an ill person? Somebody who is validly in pain, validly sick and in need of medical care? What in the world have I done, what has there been in my behaviour to deserve this? So far as everyone I know has told me, absolutely nothing. But it seems to be only the doctors who have this issue…nurses are sympathetic and understanding, and seem genuinely to care about all the pain, all the ailments. A pharmacist called me today, of her own volition, to advise me on something we had (briefly) spoken about. Just because she cared (more…)
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Classic Contemplations: Introduction
As you’ve probably noticed, I have been in the process of slowly but surely implementing some new ideas, so that Classic Ruby (now accessible via ClassicRuby.com!!!) can be more than simply a journal for my thoughts and grievances. I mean, realistically, if its just the same old, same old each and every day, where’s the excitement in that? I want to keep you guys guessing “what’s Ruby gonna come up with next?”, and titillate those big, beautiful brains of yours! So without further ado, I bring you Classic Ruby Contemplations!!
Classic Ruby Contemplations, or Classic Contemplations for short, are going to be extremely short and sweet. It’ll be a series of (more…)
Classic Ruby: Unadulterated 